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What I've done

In this farewell, There is no blood
There is no alibi, 'Cause I've drawn regret
From the truth, Of a thousand lies
So let mercy come, And wash away

What I've done, I'll face myself
To cross out, What I've become
Erase myself, And let go of
What I've done

Put to rest, What you thought of me
While I clean this slate, With the hands
Of uncertainty, So let mercy come
And wash away

What I've done, I'll face myself
To cross out, What I've become
Erase myself, And let go of
What I've done

For what I've done, I'll start again
And whatever thing, May come
Today this ends, I'm forgiving

What I've done

I'll face myself, To cross out
What I've become, Erase myself
And let go of, What I've done

What I've done

Forgiving what I've done