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Am I supposed to be sorry, my words struck a nerve Am I supposed to be sorry that I lift dust where my footsteps once were Maybe I’m supposed to care for grand ideas never expressed It took no heart, pierced through so clear More verbal piss in the well of your fear Here’s your apology, here’s to burning out And here’s to fading away Fuck you both, I just put it to the torch So with those new found ideals You’ll be well on your way And changing agendas is part of your game Your sense of entitlement strengthens your pain It shows on your twisted face Wearing a drawn out shade I take it all and I put it to the torch I torch it all without a shred of remorse Here’s your apology, here’s to burning out And here’s to fading away Fuck you both, I just put it to the torch Put it to the torch And let it burn! Oh torch it! From Letras Mania