|
In this farewell,
There's no blood,
There's no alibi,
Cause I've drawn regret
From the truth,
Of a thousands lies,
So let mercy come and wash away
What Ive Done,
I face myself,
To cross out what I've become,
Erase myself,
And let go of what I've done
Put to rest,
What you thought of me
While, I clean this slate,
With the hands,
Of uncertainty,
So let mercy come,
And Wash away
What I've Done,
I face myself,
To cross what I've become,
Erase myself,
And let go of what I've done
For what I've done,
I start again,
And whatever pain may come,
Today this ends,
I'm forgiving what I've done
I face myself,
To cross out what I've become,
Erase myself,
And let go of what I've done
(Na,Na,Na) [Mike Shinoda!]
What I've Done,
Forgetting what I've done
|
