We'll make our amends If only in our thoughts Momentary love and fever dreams Spinning in this coil endlessly Sewn to deathbeds of self-righteous beliefs clinging on to the threads so desperately Sewn to deathbeds of self-righteous beliefs spiralling always downwards into darker territory into nothing Aching for a moment to breath for a moment to see to change to one day be able to make amends for my mistakes