Language of regret

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I walked through an empty corridor,
Made up of cold, never-ending walls.
In front of me: bruises, scars and gore
Behind me: whispers, your blame and growls.

It's killing place, time to dig my grave.
All hopes already here - underground.
Before my fall turn around and wave,
Then disappear, never to be found.

I can't pretend to live life like this,
I can't go on being dead inside.
I'm on my knees begging, dear God, please
Show me the way to escape my mind.

If this is a bullet,
So let's go and do it!

I've kissed the gun 'cause it's the one,
That can deliver special message
Straight to the brain - where I'm undone
My name on bullet is a presage.

The barrel rests between my teeths
And fingers reach to pull the trigger.
It's time to bust all foolish myths
I'm crying tears and reflex snigger.

(Bang)

I've never thought limbo looks the same,
More labyrInths from abandoned dreams.
This endless cruel and senseless game
Is never what it truly means.

I see no ease nor escape from it.
My empty soul torn apart long time.
Like piece of puzzle it was never fit -
Nobody ever tried to coop with mine.

I'm so alone even when you're round
We both speak language of regret -
Still create but cannot hear the sound
And this the best we gonna get.

If this is a bullet,
So let's go and do it!

I've kissed the gun 'cause it's the one,
That can deliver special message
Straight to the brain - where I'm undone
My name on bullet is a presage.

The barrel rests between my teeths
And fingers reach to pull the trigger.
It's time to bust all foolish myths
I'm crying tears and reflex snigger.

(Bang)