Abscond

Repentance and repulsive of my memories
From what could've seemed like a bad dream
Being born into a family of disguise
Yeah we are all clowns
We are all clowns
But I know we all would like a reprint
I know we all would like a remix
Escaped to a better place where I'm okay
But I left some there in the house yet to burn alive
If just someone could react
But there's no fucking way to do that
So I made me free. And so I fled
But I do nothing but regret the fact that I left