Into an ever-burning fire.
Engulfed in flames, forever lost. Renewal we must wait.
This time it can't be self conspired
Intentions that have past,
I've started looking through it, that made it the hardest part.
No more excuse to ask,
“Are you alexomythic, or do you just have no heart?”
The things I've said and then the things I've done:
To what I think have no comparison.
I have a tendency to regret
Things I haven't even done yet.
It's all up to you
And it wont be the same.
If its better than nothing,
Then I should have no shame.
It's all up to you
And it wont be the same.
If it's better than nothing,
Then it's good enough for me.
Caught my senses;
To them I've come.
I know just where you're coming from.
It's not exactly what you wanted to have,
But keep in mind that good can come from the bad.
