Redemption is a hand I won't take
Rather slide myself down to a grave
She said I always knew the perfect words to say
The last thing I said
Was we'd never be the same
I was hungry for the story to finally change
So I headed south the very next day
I enjoyed the sun
Washing me of my burdens
I enjoyed the sun
For what it was
Warm my skin
My own voice is an endearing friend
I will live a little different
No more today seeming like the end