Been sorry for the past Sorry for the war Sorry for the pain For the day I was born Sorry for the punishment I dealt to my kin Sorry for the mud I was wallowin' in
But in change Could be admission of regret And I don't know If I'm ready Ready for that yet
Down on my luck Down on my cash So far gone I couldn't find my way back Emptied of hope Reduced to myself Rejectin' any option to a vision of hell
I'm sorry for the truth and the consequence Driven to the edge of this precipice Stranded in the darkness by the choices I made Dyin' within sight of heaven's gate
