I was walking around looking for a life Ended up here so wounded, just ran out of lies I became my own worst enemy But somehow managed to walk away from me No more friends, no fun, nothing to be done Slowly losing conscience, confidence and sun I became the king of misery But somehow managed to walk away from thee 40 years old set boundaries straight Don't know how much is left with a fucked up kinda fate I so wish I could go back in time To ask myself if I could spare a dime To make a long story short, I was born again Problem is miss my childhood and my land I even miss my hell and enemies But somehow managed to walk away from me