I won't let this ruin me.My orchestra, my indecision: It all comes back full circle (from grace to
All my hate).
I never meant to hurt anyone. (anyone) I came for peace, and for great
Reason.
There is no solace, there's no alleviation in all our money, or within her
Golden teeth.Is this it? Is this how it goes? I am the wretched one, I am the beggar's
Hands.
It comes back full circle. I cannot help but feel nothing.
Pick it up... Oh...
Such a bitter friend, change can be.
Remind me God, refresh what's turned to grey.
Oh my intentions, you vanish with the wind.Is this it? Is this how it goes? I am the wretched one, I am the harlot's
Bones.
It comes back full circle. I cannot help but care no more.
Is this it, is this how it goes? It all comes back full circle.
It comes back full circle. I cannot help but feel nothing.All that you know... I am all that you know.He had a vision as to what comes next, so disregard this unholy place.