Just look at me Pathetic, begging for reprieve Is there hope for a fucking wretch like me? I scream on the inside, I fucking scream Is no one listening? I'm dying inside. Where is the forgiveness? Which I once offered Where is my redemption? Hidden from sight And now I suffer For my transgressions And now I suffer For the past that haunts me It inhabits my soul These wounds, they run too deep Cut the skin shut