"release me i can't hold on"
under your breath these words roll from...
your tongue of circumstance
your tongue of consequences

It's the taste that you get
from the moment of regret
the irreversible
It can not be undone...

And you can't take back
some words when spoken.
to my head now
the bullet still remains

and you can't step back and stand
before the point of no return now
nothing will ever change
Once the bullet hits the brain


Incoming distant echo tone
Voices now passed still linger on...
Your tongue of deliverance
whispers "no second chances"

it's the feeling that you get
in the moment of regret
the irreversible
the can not be undone...

And you can't take back
some words when spoken.
to my head now
the bullet still remains

and you can't step back and stand
before the point of no return now
nothing will ever change
Once the bullet hits the brain