In this farewell,
There's no blood,
There's 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
Ill start again,
And whatever pain 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.
| 1 | Numb |
| 2 | Linkin Park |
| 3 | In The End |
| 4 | In The End |
| 5 | New Divide |
| 6 | Castle of Glass |
| 7 | What I've Done |
| 8 | Crawling |
| 9 | Faint |
| 10 | Burn It Down |