There's nothing for an apology
There's nothing for any regret
Absolutely nothing to say sorry for
Absolutely nothing provoked all the bullshit
There's nothing more badly than a weak retreat
Go back and rewrite new material
Just to assume the best got the beat
And the weak got the win would be hysterical
Not sorry for nothing to go back in the past
And do it over again until lost fatigue within' little amount of time
Sorry for throwing all the gasoline all over your bodies
Took a torch to all the soon to be corpses
Dancing within' their own seperate fleshy over-cooked tan
Dying inside roasting in there bonfire of flames
And not a shame for thinking sadistic thoughts in such a brain
Took petite potential to come back with a burn
Sorry for nothing that there are only two marshmellows
And someone else took advantage of the prey nearly scorned