Promises and butterflies, sealed in virgin stitch
I hope you will remember me but never quite like this
So I come back again to finish up what I've begun
Returning favors realizing what's been done
Revise the statement, what could possibly go wrong
I lost the battle but the war can still be won
Memories in silver light, the victim in my head
The darkness rushing over me, returning from the dead
So I come back again to finish up what I've begun
Returning favors realizing what's been done
Revise the statement, what could possibly go wrong
I lost the battle but the war can still be won
I'm not afraid of dying, I'm f*cking terrified
I'm not afraid of dying, I'm f*cking terrified