I am emotional Although I know I don't have heart This is impractical Yet I know it's just a start I wish I could feel your pain It's the closest thing to art I wish i could see your face When this dullness all seems sharp And if there's one thing I'll remember It's how, I felt When I fought those kids for the first time & If there's one thing I'll regret It's how drunk, you get Then I'm on your mind at the worst time I don't mind Am I a tortured soul? Should I just let it go?