It all sounds like ammo penetrating through my ears
I wish they all could understand and see through my tears
I intended no wrong, but committed a mistake with fears
Repentance, as I knew was hard, but is killing me like
thousand spears
I accept I was at fault, I admit I fell
But it was a trap, a web, and I couldn’t foresee it well
Even if I try I can’t unwind, can’t undo it and steer
Repentance, as I knew was hard, but is killing me like
thousand spears
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