Anchor Of Mistakes

Had to wash my hands to remove the stains
Had to cut some ties to alleviate some pains
The disdain flowing in my veins is at an all time high
I decry that I'll finish last just from being a nice guy

Determined to win by ridding myself of detriment
That's called logical & philosophical common sense
Refusing to repent for commiting bond homicides
Because real eyes recognize all of the fallacious lies

I now realize many will wear disguises to get inside
Wanting free rides until you toss their asses outside
Forcing them to reside amongst a bitter, cold world
Anchor of mistakes weight no longer being curled