What have I done?
Where have I come from?
When I burnt the backs with the sun through a glass,
did I seal the loss that's become me?
Feeling undone
What have I become?
When I turned my back on you,
I turned my back on myself and became this machine
Thoughtlessness
Selfishness
Hopelessness
Arrogant
I feel it on the inside
Twisting and contorting
Memory has shaped me once again
Still feel you on the inside