Being used, but never forgiven
Being pushed out, then pulled
Right back in
How can I run, when you pull my
Strings
Self deception wrapped
In the colors of death
Living a life behind curfens and
Fear
Confidence sparks the colors of
Death
Opportunity barks from a snakes
Gapping mouth
Blind eyes wide open, I walk
Onward
To young to die
Purile killer
The colors of death
Time passed slowly, every second
A struggle
Controle of destiny slips away
Initiations talking all chances
Consequences cut out, I get
Sucked in