Ghosts in the fault lines
Echoes of old crimes i've done
The heart is a smoking gun
There are bonds broken
And words that can't be unspoken
Still there
Way back there
And I tried covering my tracks
I tried not looking back
But I'm a prisoner
Of my past
Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh
Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh
Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh
Trouble in the tree line
Fires by the road side
Still rage
Some flames never fade
And there's a sky full of thunder
There's a soul going under
Back there
Way back there
And I've tried covering my tracks
I've tried not looking back
But I'm a prisoner
Of my past
I'm a prisoner
Of my past
Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh
Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh
Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh
Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh