nWhat if the day took long to set?nWill the morrow sun forgive me?nFor the sins of my intentions,nForceful of these bad inventionsnWhat if I had another way?nTo do them harm without a mess,nWithout a conscience to impress,nThen can I say,nIve tried to warn you thennnThis wound never looked a day betternWhen your hands they tore it offnAnd left me stranded on the floornIm dyingnYou left me dying on the floornWith my both arms theyre awfully bentnThese heavy blades theyre hurting menI wish I could stop this allnnThen came the day when I got betternThe hurt was gone with all intentionsnI turn around to see myselfnAnd I am glad for what youve donenI hope this day youll finally seenOf all the things youve did to menA lonely night come claritynYoull remembernIve tried to warn you thennnIf I didnt try then how would InCome about and know you,nYou messed me up so badnIf I were on these tracks youd benPulling the switches and runningnFaster towards men