Lyrics:
City And Colour Confessions

I've been up for days trying to find a way To write this confession down Seems every line I write's a mess At least this I'll admit For what I've done

Translation: City And Colour. Confessions.

find a way to write my confession down. Seems every line I writes amiss, At least this I'll admit. I never hear that perfect sound. But then the judge walks and