Out, damned spot You're all I see My guilt, my shame my misery out damned spot My hurt, my blame Out, damned spot you’ve stolen my name No nod for me No, Not even a blink Nomasté for me I drink, think, stink! Out damned spot Healer heal the healer (Out damned spot) Listen to the birds (Out damned spot) Feeler feel the feeler (Out damned spot) Don't listen to the words Out damned spot Spotlights out Out damned spot Spotlights out Out damned spot
This song lyric was found in an old notebook. Not sure the date, but it is a universal feeling of guilt for something. Maybe something as innocent as chipping a plate and not telling, or something like making a decision that affects others.