I’m staring at the dark skies Breathing the fresh air. Looking at a thousand stars I understand now, I’m aware. Bright stars, Cover the matte ones – Those stars that are almost invisible. And it makes me doubt If I ever get a chance To start over? Will I ever recieve any forgiveness? But the matte stars Still hidden buy the shiny ones. They’ll always remember the wrong I’ve done. No matter how I try Nobody gonna forgive me, no one. Good things are fading away. But the blinding lights of my mistakes Are here to stay.