What I've Done

In this farewell,
there's no blood,
there's no alibi.
Cause I've drawn regret,
from the truth,
of a thousand lies.
So let mercy come,
and wash away...

What I've done,
I'll face myself,
To cross out
What I've become,
Erase myself,
And let go of
What I've done.

Put to rest,
what you thought of me.
While I clean this slate,
with the hands of uncerta