Cover up and retrace your steps from the days before.
Look into the rain and watch as every drop makes your heart scream for more.
Dream. Look around and attempt to decipher every mystery that seems to linger.
It's not a life of choice. Not a life of truth. More so, a life of chance, to get it right or wave at the opportunity.
The footsteps through the halls, like the ghosts that will haunt you forever.
The ones that loved the most, are the ones who took it away.
My destiny-shattered into nothing and left to walk over forever.
My dust covered pictures with vague memories of what's now unknown.
How far will the unknown go to push you to the limit?
Heart Attack, oh how you should make me free and teach me to attack as you do.
Make me repair the rips and burns of my past.
Let me be as the wind blows for me one day.
Let my Acid Tears leave scars, all the way down my face....