walking down the street

dragging my ass

while under my feet

shards of glass

fallen from the windows above

people in the street start to shove

they all fight for the same bit of cover

while the bombs seem to hover

and strike with deadly force

now comes the remorse

i'm sorry for all i've done

i'm sorry for the pain i've caused

i'm sorry for everyone

but most of all

i'm sorry that all is lost

i'm so sorry

nothing more can we do

the world has divided in two

fighting it out, as if in a game

somehow it's just not the same

no regard for the value of human life

watch as another warhead takes flight

they fight for so called change

take the world and it derange

this moment, the one i dread

if i were lucky i'd already be dead

i'm sorry for all i've done

i'm sorry for the pain i've caused

i'm sorry for everyone

but most of all

i'm sorry that all is lost

i'm so sorry

and in the street that night i came to realize

maybe the corporations were right spewing their lies

for the people in the street that day

i would not give my life to save

it became survival of the fittest

every man, woman, and child for himself

it filled me with disgust the way we behave

under the threat of danger: pure chaos

and my faith in humanity died that day

but i survived and all i can say is

i'm sorry for all i've done

i'm sorry for the pain i've caused

i'm sorry for everyone

but most of all

i'm sorry that all is lost

i'm so sorry

will we ever be able to get back

to a place where days are bright instead of black

i fear that it is too late for most

too many accept things as the way it goes

and we all have to live in the mess

created by the people who can't digest

that a little decency between you and me

and everybody could save our miserable existance

so rise up and join the resistance

i'm sorry for all i've done

i'm sorry for the pain i've caused

i'm sorry for everyone

but most of all

i'm sorry that all is lost

i'm so sorry

fight against power, greed, corruption, and oppression

raise your fist against those and their obsessions

money may unlock doors, but it doesn't unlock gates

your name looks no better than mine carved in slate

choose what you'd rather save: your bones or your soul

then fight against the powers that have all the control

i'm sorry for all i've done

i'm sorry for the pain i've caused

i'm sorry for everyone

but most of all

i'm sorry that all is lost

i'm so sorr