I watch myself, I hate the sight
I'm living on the edge at night
I'm getting older days and days
by the minute
The guilt I feel for what I've done
Grows stronger when I look at you
And think about the years we had
Created a world of my own
These walls keeping me inside
Can't crawl out of my own life
Crying eyes, mix of blood
Creating the father and the son
I wish I could turn this around
You are the son of mistakes
I am the one to procreate
Oh why did I lock the gates
My own denial
Wakes me up inside
My own disguise
Hates its own sight
I'm living on the edge at night
I'm getting older days and days
by the minute
The guilt I feel for what I've done
Grows stronger when I look at you
And think about the years we had
Created a world of my own
These walls keeping me inside
Can't crawl out of my own life
Crying eyes, mix of blood
Creating the father and the son
I wish I could turn this around
You are the son of mistakes
I am the one to procreate
Oh why did I lock the gates
My own denial
Wakes me up inside
My own disguise
Hates its own sight