Text: Judas Factor. Ballads In Blue China. Stealing Away.

Pictures embedded in my mind. It makes no sense to regret those things we could never change. Cause all of these things are a real part of me. Sleepless nights have a way of playing with our minds, and stealing from our lives. Little drops, they wear away cause I can't be the man you want me to be and I can't be the father he needs me to be and it's this truth that's killing me. And I can't find solace in wishing this away