I am an expert
At screwing up my life
Call me 11th hour effort
That's when I begin to try.
When the clock strikes 13
I finally open my eyes
And see the mess I've been making
All the destruction and the lies.
Only when it's too late
I start a rescue mission
If the bell hasn't gone yet
It's too early for realization.
That i'm scum
And everything I touch turns to shit
There was Midas
And here is me.
I pretend to be brave
But I cry like a bitch
When the mistakes that I've made
I stumble and repeat.
And new dawns will break
Only filled with old faulty habits
Permanently stamped 'pathetic'
Touching, turning my life into shit.
