I've learned a lot about repentance, a lot about my shame I felt the dark inside me long before it called my name I thought my spine was stronger, till my bones began to break From all the weight of never ending Hate, hate what I've done When the floodgates are open and the damage is done Hate what I've become The fight forgotten hasn't always been won I feel the pressure closing in It weighs on my mind till I start to cave in Regret is calling out to me And I'm tired of answering So sick of searching for a sense of relief So sick of seeing my conscience as the enemy So cut me off before it's too late to see I'll weigh you down till you're sinking with me Forgiveness never seemed so far Pick at the scabs enough, soon they turn to scars I was young and idealistic; that was stripped away by time And in the end all that was left was Hate, hate what I've done When the floodgates are open and the damage is done The clocks won't stop, the race is already run I feel the pressure closing in It weighs on my mind till I start to cave in Regret is calling out to me And I'm tired of answering In a crooked spiral In a spin that never comes to rest We turn again, we turn again In a flame of repentance We wash away the pain and the regret We burn again, we burn again (We burn again) In a crooked spiral In a spin that never comes to rest We turn again, we turn again In a flame of repentance In a permanent purgatory We burn again, we burn So sick of searching for a sense of relief So sick of seeing my conscience as the enemy So cut me off before it's too late to see I'll weigh you down till you're sinking with me