Here I am all alone I bust a cut like it's easy,
In the dark yet it's all me, lost who I was and it's crazy,
Coast of fear and they praise me,
Yeah, I know that it's strange, there's a foreign land and this reluctance to engage yet within the long miles is the spark of my rage, an endless city a new life an escape from the cage these words are winding roads that lead from the center of that hulk of a place to a new age,
Tell me again that we're okay. Promise that at the end of the road I'll see her alive again and then she'll say-
'It wasn't you'.
There you go. The fallacy of fantasy. Now do it again, say you're sorry. At the last see that frozen eye and know eternity.