What the fuck!? Indeed... I've got something to say:
Another throat goes quiet and decides to walk away...
I've seen enough, I've heard enough to know the fakes,
From the ones who truly mean everything they say.
Left without a reason. Left without a choice.
You got so sick of screaming that you left without your voice.
A different place, a different time. Before it all turned black.
I find myself sitting here wanting to go back.
You never asked to much of us, we gave you all we could.
The blood, the sweat, the wasted tears, the message understood.
I know you only ever did this for yourself...
But now you've left us cold and empty just like your own hell.
Follow in the footsteps like so many before you.
I thought you'd given up but now I know the truth.
I'm inspired by the fact that I still find joy in this.
But I'll never know what I might have missed.
I may not always agree, but the words you said have always had a profound effect on me.
And I, for now, can only hope, the punching bag that you've become won't lead you to a rope.
One last time I'll say all I mean,
I'd go back if I had a time machine...