I thrust
I spit on what's on my way
I don't care if that's even on myself
Sometimes try to keep
Walking means leaving dreams behind
Even you are not sure you will turn a blind eye
We are up just to advance
I will burn old thoughts
As I grow old
Aching my chest
There's no one else to blame
The exit was all I heard
Now I ain't
Redemption
I could not keep
All I earnt in life
I'm made of everything and noneidentity
Sometimes when you feel you don't have them in your hand
Sometimes what you had lost follows you
And dwells in your flesh inside
I will burn old thoughts
As I grow old
Aching my chest
There's no one else to blame
The exit was all I heard
Now I ain't
Redemption