I don't want a story to tell
I just want to send my pain to hell
and go to the top without it
I wish there was way that I could cope without it

I see it now as I pass by
Mistakes I made cause you to cry
Mistakes I made cause me to cry
I ask The Lord why

Final fall
I know that I can play the ball
The only problem is, they stall
and deep down, hope that I will fall

But I know that I will rise, when You decide
All Might and His army by my side
Deep down inside my heart is where you will reside
Just allow me to clean it up or maybe I should just rewind