The Bitch Is Born To Run - Confession

Merciless

Yet still hopeless

Brain dead and a victim of your own mess

Try to pull down bridges that you’ve burned

Emotionless, Heartless

Realise that you cannot turn back time

To replace the mistakes that you’ve made

Emotionless, Heartless

No different from the rest

No high five, no kiss goodnight

No chance to redeem yourself

Do you feel it now?

The stabbing in your back

Its called revenge, Revenge has come to kill you off

This is where tragedy begins

All your fucking hopes and dreams are dead