The Philadelphia Spice - Penance

I made a mess
And now I've got to clean it up
It's self-inflicted
But somehow it's enough

And I wish this feeling didn't have a name
When I carry it with me throughout the day

There's always pain
But if you wait it goes away
Am I insane?
Am I a body or a brain?

And the planet gives us night from dusk to dawn
As it pirouettes our lives around the sun

Written by:
Matt Coakley

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