Rite Of Amends (исполнитель: Sieben)
Off-guard. I was caught on the back foot [bad word] led, my thinking head Just so you know, I got what I was due. Believe me I got just what I was due Unskyld. I was sat on boxes, mayhem, darkness, when your mail came through Just so you know, I got what I was due. Believe me I got just what I was due My [bad word] reply smacked of guilt, of water under the bridge—and desperation too Just so you know, I got what I was due. Believe me I got just what I was due Sorry too, I never hired the banner ad, credited you that our love was [bad word] Just so you know, I got what I was due. Believe me I got just what I was due I got what I was due En garde! If this rite could amend, erase hurt, raze skies and spell It would sear our love, pure, mistimed and [bad word] On a starry, clear, cold Århus night