Not Sorry - Softcult (Impressão)

Silly little insect

Biting the back of my neck

Always hanging around when there's a mouth to be fed

I had to cut you off again

Throwing a fit, I'm so indifferent

Scratching left me with the thickest skin

But I'm not sorry

I'm not sorry

Slithering in your head

Gnawing beneath the surface

You can't bleed it out

The poison's already spread, yeah

Ignorance, like a tick in the summer

Making you sick while it's burrowing under

Feeding on you till there's nothing left

I'm not sorry

And I'm not sorry

I'm not sorry

Not sorry

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