Sometimes
Sometimes it hurts to lose yourself in happiness
cause in the end you know it's just a dream
I only end up hating myself for all the broken promises
all the lonely nights, all that lies inbetween.
It's so hard to face the truth sometimes
to know your lifes scrawled out in blood.
On the rock and stone of a countless cities walls.
God i hate myself for what i've done
in the name of righteous good
I hate myself for all thats misunderstood.
Sometimes it hurts to lose yourself in happiness
knowing your crimes remain the same.