Reckless - Assemblage 23

My friend, I think you’ve lost your mind

The things you say don’t make much sense

All the things you’ve left behind

The change in you has been immense

Stumbling into the evening

Dragging a chain of your regrets behind you

Reckless, distorted, and feckless

Building an image the whole world can see through

My friend, I think you’ve gone insane

Too many years of blind excess

A testament of hurt and pain

Memories you tried to suppress

Stumbling into the evening

Dragging a chain of your regrets behind you

Reckless, distorted, and feckless

Building an image the whole world can see through

My friend, I just wish you the best

But I’m afraid I fear the worst

I hope you turn your life around

I hope the damage is reversed

Stumbling into the evening

Dragging a chain of your regrets behind you

Reckless, distorted, and feckless

Building an image the whole world can see through