Its hard to say it i dont regret once befor Its hard to recognise my self never any more But im think about the bast Of weaking my destation And rebalce it with my soul Become a baart of your intention And the rest is can we found away To burry my shame Make me holy again And the rest is can we found away To burry my shame Make me holy again Its not mine (why cant you heare me?) I feel sick when you traeing to back to me (i want to feel you close) But im think about the bast Of weaking my destation And rebalce it with my soul, could abart of my destation This is the end, and can we found away to burry my shame Make me holy again This is the end, and can we found away to burry my shame Make me holy again (Its me?, can i back to me? or iam far away, and never be the same?) (Its me?, can i back to me? or iam far away, and never be the same?) (Its me?, can i back to me? or iam far away, and never be the same?)