My Past (Lost Respect)
How I miss you,
Night and day,
As sure as the sun rises
To start another day.
I know you are gone,
And I cry for you;
I cry in vain.
O how I cry!
O how I feel!
Knowing I f**ked up,
Knowing you are lost.
Eighty-six four hundred seconds
In a day;
Eighty-six four hundred seconds
Wasted, for four years.
I'd play the Song of Time,
Use the Slingshot Effect,
Build my own time machine,
If only I could have you back.
I hate the time of my life,
I want to undo it;
Press rewind,
Retry level,
Click undo.
Friends lost,
Links broken.
Respect, trust, confidence;
All gone, wasted.
O how I wish
I had my past back.
With you, I'd've opened up;
Without, I've bottled up,
And grown to hate
What I wouldn't've with you.
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