Running out of things to do
What can come so true
As the revenue offered by the devil
Hope is such a valuable resource
Of course sin would take its fair share
Remorse despair if you dare
Only if you care
The pain my choices bring
This was not my wish
This was not my dream
Please don’t allow my struggles
To wipe the smile from you face
If I face the wrath
Pray my slate gets wiped clean
