I once lived for you,
and I’ve never ever been
so wrong,
so wrong,
so wrong.
I am the wretched one,
I am the harlot’s bones.
It comes back full circle.
I cannot help but care no more."
the fight before the tide rolls in.
This is the reckoning,
and time wont wait for anything."
So you can leave a message at the beep"
It’s times where I might do it just to do it like it’s nothin"
“…trust issues.”
And I know how, how you feel, i feel the same way too.
But i know that, that you hide it, better than i do.
La Dispute - King Park
I hovered out to the hallway, tried to listen in.
I heard them trying to reason, get him to open the door.
His uncle begging and pleading, half-collapsed to the floor.
He preached of hope and forgiveness,
Said, there is always a chance to rectify what you’ve taken, make your peace in the world.
I thought to slip through the door, I could’ve entered the room,
I felt the burden of murder, it shook the earth to the core.
Felt like the world was collapsing. Then we heard him speak;
“Can I still get into heaven if I kill myself?
Can I still get into heaven if I kill myself?
Can I ever be forgiven cause I killed that kid?
It was an accident I swear it wasn’t meant for him!
And if I turn it on me, if I even it out, can I still get in or will they send me to hell?
Can I still get into heaven if I kill myself?”
I left the hotel behind, don’t want to know how it ends.
