Regret for things done wrong
And for things not done at all
But does it make sense - to build defence
Between ones guilt and ones need - to make ammends
The grass is always greener on the other side
So why is this true - why always view
Things from a false perspective - dreams of what others do
How come the upper crust
Do dream of immortality
If in fortune trust then
Dead regardless
Pick your poison
What is man hoping for
Why always much wants more
Dead regardless
Pick your poison
Abscence makes the heart grow founder
Abscence when asunder
This is a wicked wonder
But does it make sense - to build defence
Between ones guilt and ones need - to make ammends
How come the upper crust
Do dream of immortality
If in fortune trust then
Dead regardless
Pick your poison
Dead regardless
Pick your poison
Is there a point in trying
When our mentality
Is hopelessly undermined
What is there left but dying
Sensing fatality
Of the entire mankind
Regret is what man is made of
Regret for things done wrong
And for things not done at all
So why is this true - why always view
Things from a false perspective - dreams of what others do
What is there left but dying
Sensing fatality
Of the entire mankind
Regret is what man is made of Regret for things done wrong And for things not done at all But does it make sense - to build defence Between ones guilt and ones need - to make ammends The grass is always greener on the other side So why is this true - why always view Things from a false perspective - dreams of what others do How come the upper crust Do dream of immortality If in fortune trust then Dead regardless Pick your poison What is man hoping for Why always much wants more Dead regardless Pick your poison Abscence makes the heart grow founder Abscence when asunder This is a wicked wonder But does it make sense - to build defence Between ones guilt and ones need - to make ammends How come the upper crust Do dream of immortality If in fortune trust then Dead regardless Pick your poison Dead regardless Pick your poison Is there a point in trying When our mentality Is hopelessly undermined What is there left but dying Sensing fatality Of the entire mankind Regret is what man is made of Regret for things done wrong And for things not done at all So why is this true - why always view Things from a false perspective - dreams of what others do What is there left but dying Sensing fatality Of the entire mankind Explain Request ×
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