Fix the mental, as if that changes anything
Your heart is cured now, you're normal once again
One confession, you thought
that's all it took
But redemption, doesn't let you off the hook
One of us
Can't erase the past to change who he would
be
One of us
On a whim would act, then look for sympathy
Not from me
Hear me say...
One more
Chance to believe
in
That you can even the score
One more
Place at the table
Always room for one more
Room for one more
Thing evil, is
that just your normal gig
Fueled by hatred, happy as a stuffed pig
You're so lonely, everyone around you reeks
Of indifference,
thriving in their apathy
Your schism, my distress
Your failure is my success
Squeezed out, kept me down
What goes around
comes around
I can wait you out
Patience is my virtue
Call it payback, call it proper grounds
What goes around always comes
around, always comes around