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Where Things Went Wrong
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I think I owe you an apology
For the way I acted towards you.
Ignoring my own advice I failed
To follow the rules I made for me.
I still don't know what's wrong with me,
Neither why I took it out on you.
So here I stand and wonder if
We can go back to how we once were.
"I am sorry for what I did",
These words I can't force out.
Trying to solve a puzzle I can't see
I wonder where things went wrong.
Where things went wrong
Maybe I just wasn't aware of how thin
My usually thick skin had become.
While I went into the swamp of doubts
And depression to help others out.
I've sunken in without noticing
Until it all went so very wrong.
Or maybe the constantly "fuck you"
Of a friend hurt more than I did know.
"I am sorry for what I did",
These words I can't force out.
Trying to solve a puzzle I can't see.
I wonder where things went wrong.
Where things went wrong
There are still more things I could bring up,
Like the anniversary of death.
But I am not sure, if I were you,
If I could be satisfied with this.
So here I stand and wondering if
What got broken can still be fixed.
If it's already beyond repair.
Or if there's nothing to be fixed at all.
"I am sorry for what I did",
These words I can't force out.
Trying to solve a puzzle I can't see.
I wonder where things went wrong.
Where things went wrong
For the way I acted towards you.
Ignoring my own advice I failed
To follow the rules I made for me.
I still don't know what's wrong with me,
Neither why I took it out on you.
So here I stand and wonder if
We can go back to how we once were.
"I am sorry for what I did",
These words I can't force out.
Trying to solve a puzzle I can't see
I wonder where things went wrong.
Where things went wrong
Maybe I just wasn't aware of how thin
My usually thick skin had become.
While I went into the swamp of doubts
And depression to help others out.
I've sunken in without noticing
Until it all went so very wrong.
Or maybe the constantly "fuck you"
Of a friend hurt more than I did know.
"I am sorry for what I did",
These words I can't force out.
Trying to solve a puzzle I can't see.
I wonder where things went wrong.
Where things went wrong
There are still more things I could bring up,
Like the anniversary of death.
But I am not sure, if I were you,
If I could be satisfied with this.
So here I stand and wondering if
What got broken can still be fixed.
If it's already beyond repair.
Or if there's nothing to be fixed at all.
"I am sorry for what I did",
These words I can't force out.
Trying to solve a puzzle I can't see.
I wonder where things went wrong.
Where things went wrong
I do hope this message will recieve the recipient.
I shouldn't have said what I did, I knew it the moment the words left me.
Damn...
I used the meldoy of this song as a guideline Die Toten Hosen - Wofür man lebt
I shouldn't have said what I did, I knew it the moment the words left me.
Damn...
I used the meldoy of this song as a guideline Die Toten Hosen - Wofür man lebt
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This is both beautiful and sad. I hope that things settle well with you and who this is written for my friend.