Squire - swallowed by regrets Lyrics

Depression has brought the new heir
Like I shouldn't have lived last year
My breath of air is taming new ends
But I wish I didn't put nobody through it
Like my uncle was that man who helped me through bad stands
The situation's bad and now I'm bleeding through both hands
I should've made amends with people through my lends
And now I have regrets
Like damn, what to do with them? I'm tied up from my neck
And I'm praying that I stand after this will be my chance
Do you listen to my rant?
It is tame for the moment but I promise I'll be sane from the rain in high demand
Now you're looking back and you're watching me
I'm talking to myself, it's obsolete
My time has come and now I'm speaking so properly
Obviously I'll bounce back when the chance comes
But it may never come, so I'll be dancing with some honesty
You're looking lovely, I will love you eternally
But maybe you aren't loving me, leaving for me for the killing spree
It's killing me, but kindness is sparking higher than my ability
Laying here with a broken heart
Can't believe my life has broke apart
Two years ago I was open arms
Now you're trying to tame the new poker star
No face can see what I'm going through
Welcome sunshine
To the both of you, the token flew
When I broke the fumes laying on my threads to match my residue
I wasn't a man until I saw my dad cry
Bad situations will open the path for bad guys
And maybe I'm that guy, I really hope not
Broken off some ties to tie the new knot
Hanging from my neck when I think about it
Cutting off my line so go and dream about it
In therapy when I scream about it
How does this happen, no one thinks about it
But I'm calm with my new tear while I'm dreading my new fear
Leg is shaking when I'm scared from that past that will brew here
So I'm regretting past tense when my actions are blue cleared
So I'm peeking in my fence when I'm seeking for help needed
Soul is cursed in tack in a two-seater While I'm going back to attack the past in a nose bleeder
Pleasing up a tea for defeat lost to a new bimmer
No one seems to sense the sight of a new arena
Looking for the dying light
While I'm lost in the limelight
Tell me what I'm like
Is it good or a bad sight