Harem Scarem. Overload. Same Mistakes. Zeneszám

Barefoot over scattered thorns
Destined to repeat
Noonday in the desert sun
Still I can't find the heat
Sorrow seems to come and go
Without a name or face
Every burn is like a knife
That can't cut to the chase
Over and over again
Don't let me make all the same mistakes
That I've made so many times before
The same mistakes will find you too
Don't let them through
Is there something I'm supposed to learn
From all the lies and pain like angels fall from heaven
With every drop of rain