sorrow’s forecast lyrics – dead moon

oh, i coulda done something
gone the extra mile
take the next step
instead of looking at regrets
i coulda been famous
i coulda been rich
i coulda kissed the right *ss
made it in the press

am i losing my touch, does it matter so much?
am i losing my grip, am i starting to slip?

yeah, i coulda made the right moves
been a smooth pop singer
made my mother proud
if she could see me now
coulda made the right contacts
shook the right hands
made the >>in

/ dead moon lyrics