The Reason (Bardcore - Medieval Parody Cover) Originally by Hoobstank

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Lyrics

I am not a creature of perfection,
There be many deeds I wish I had not wrought.
But still, I persist in my learning,
Never was it mine intent to bring thee woe.

And so, ere I depart,
I yearn for thee to comprehend,
I've unearthed a cause for my own self,
To transform from what I once was,
A cause to begin anew,
And that cause is thee.

I rue the sorrow I have caused thee,
A burden I must bear with each new dawn.
And all the anguish I have imposed upon thee,
I wish I could withdraw it every bit,
And be he who ensnares all thine tears.
Therefore, it is imperative thou hearken to my plea,

I've unearthed a cause for my own self,
To transform from what I once was,
A cause to begin anew,
And that cause is thee.
Yea, that cause is thee.
Yea, that cause is thee.
Yea, that cause is thee.

I am not a creature of perfection,
Never was it mine intent to bring thee woe.
And so, ere I take my leave,
I yearn for thee to comprehend,
I've unearthed a cause for my own self,
To transform from what I once was,
A cause to begin anew,
And that cause is thee.

I've discovered a cause to show,
A facet of myself thou didst not know,
A cause for all that I undertake,
And the cause is thee.