Why did I do the things that I do
I sometimes wonder why

I have no fact to what I do
Things that I do, drive me insane

Never caring
Never feeling blame

Sometimes hurting someone
Never feeling pain

Why is there no pain?
Why is there no shame?

Never thinking what I do
All I want to do, is change the past

So why do I hold it inside?
Why can’t I release this insanity?

I have to let it go
So I can love again