I made my confession
Crimes I committed
In the holy nights
And the untamed days
A symphony of sins
Running against the wind
I traveled to the Wailing Wall
And wrote down my deeds
My head against the Wall
Release me of my faults
I prayed
But the melody was off
And redemption is not granted
For the wicked, wicked ways
I lived my life
Nov 27, 2014
Nov 27, 2014 at 1:50 PM UTC
I made my confession
Crimes I committed
In the holy nights
And the untamed days
A symphony of sins
Running against the wind
I traveled to the Wailing Wall
And wrote down my deeds
My head against the Wall
Release me of my faults
I prayed
But the melody was off
And redemption is not granted
For the wicked, wicked ways
I lived my life
