Ashamed

Do you know what its like,
Not to know what is wrong or what's right,
I've been throwing away,
The efforts I've made to leave this all behind,
Don't feel sorry for me,
I have no excuse, I brought this on myself

I, I felt ashamed, for so long,
You, you are the reason I go on

I don't know, how I got here,
I don't know, where I went wrong,
I'm the player that's aged,
And won't stay away cause,
I've been in the game for soo long,
Another day, another way,
For me to finally make a change,
Another day, another slave,
But I'll keep trying,

I, I felt ashamed, for so long,

You, you are the reason I go on,
I, I felt ashamed, for so long,
You, you are the reason I go on,

I can't escape all the problems I've made for myself
I'm in hell, and accept all the blame, yeah
I can't escape all the problems I've made for myself
I'm in hell, here's the look but don't stare,
I can't escape all the problems I've made for myself
I'm in hell, and accept all the blame, yeah
I can't escape all the problems I've made for myself
I'm in hell, take a look but don't stare,

I, I felt ashamed, for so long,
You, you are the reason I go on,
I, I felt ashamed, for so long,
You, you are the reason I go on.

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