[Lyric] The Elevator (Mister Goblin)

I'm sorry for how, I'm sorry for why
I'm sorry for all the cigs I dropped on 95
I'm sorry for where, I'm sorry for when
And I know that you don't want to see my face again
Guess that'd be a start and so it begins
Somebody better fetch me some kind of bucket to purge my sins

There are four people here in this elevator
One of us is the devil, which of us is the devil?
No one's sure that it's not them

I'm checking for hooves, I'm checking for horns
I'm checking for things that might have been there
That I might have ignorеd
I'll say I regret, but you'll be thе judge
'Cause sorry is as sorry does

There's three people now inside this elevator
One of us is the devil or maybe three of us are the devil
'Cause one's sure that it's not them
What's this bouquet composed of?
Arrangement of bones in an optic cup
How do I earn their trust back?
How do I fix what I fucked up?
This is just my first draft so please
Don't put the screws on too tightly
This is just first thought best thought
Coming off the top I can make it just as bad as I want
Wannabe, wannabe