With the use of vintage vinyl,
Here's a confession I'm aching to spill.
The music plays a melancholy tune,
As I surrender my hopes, my dreams, and my moon.
With each crackle and pop,
The truth unfolds,
A story of surrender,
Battles untold.
¹ I loathe myself lately,
For pulling people and then pushing
them away.
I yearn for connection,
Yet fear it deep inside.
A tangled web of emotions,
I cannot hide.
² You've been wasting wishes on me,
I'm just a lost soul, can't you see?
I'm not the answer to your dreams,
I'm just a flicker in the moonbeams.
You've been wasting wishes on me,
again.
I'm not the one who can set you free.
I'm just a mirage, a trick of the mind,
Leaving you longing, lost, and
confined.
³ I apologize for what happened,
And I'll understand if you hated me
for what we become.
⁴ You don't have to wait for me,
You have to let me go.
Don't jail yourself,
Don't waste your time waiting for a
hurricane.
I'm like a tempestuous storm,
I only wreak havoc and pain.
I question my worth, my very existence,
As I sabotage every chance with relentless persistence.
The love that surrounds me,
I cannot accept,
For I am my own enemy,
Trapped in regret.
This is the ending of the song,
I admit what I did was wrong.
And even there's no enough apology for the damage that I did,
I meant all of the words I said.
I can't tell you directly,
So I hid my message in a vinyl,
Hoping someday you'll be able to feel tranquil.
You don't have to wait for me,
You have to let me go.
