Insane thoughts

[Chorus]
This world is full of misjudgment and regret
Like the type of movie in which the setting never sets
Only the weak minded are the ones that let
They let go of their past sentiment
And act like there ever was an impediment
Surely they should've known that it was so evident

[Verse 1]
I could go all day with how life could have went
Bring it back to past decades when letters were sent
That was when heart and mind was put to things
But now we never know what this life will bring
Just the thought of character is frightening
Some also think that life could also be brightening
It's always been the thought of something which says it all
Take it all back and wish to have it all
People think when they're at the top that they will never fall
But who's the last good person that you ever saw?
Take some time to think about what was never there
Everyone does their thing and does not seem to care
Who am I to talk, because I also have my life
But unlike these people, I for something strive
Not only talking posthumously
Kill me if I talk, but what would you ever do to me
Life has no apologies, everyone including me
We would seek for a better state of mind
Talking all this out I hope no one minds
Pure gold art is somewhat hard to find
Took this the happy way, luckily I'm kind

[Chorus]
The world is full of misjudgment and regret
Like the type of movie in which the setting never sets
Only the weak minded are the ones that let
They let go of their past sentiment
And act like there was ever an impediment
Surely they should've known that it was so evident

[Verse 2]
Finally found the thing that brings them all together
Could be a noted song or it could be a letter
Not saying, anyone, is not better
But who can't say I'm not the ideal storyteller
Told the people who in me had hate
I told them, guys, that if that just had faith
Now they're out of time and now they don't feel great
Pessimistic in a world of individuals
People hating on everyone, that is just so typical
My moves going fast, people consider it so mythical
Have a curse that will never lift
Body hurts, hand too stiff
Memories fade, past remembered
Seems like I could just go to the devil