On My Own
I walk without direction
Making all the wrong turns
My tracks are covered with a blanket of lies
When I look back, there is nothing
When I make my way forward, there is nothing
Just the emptiness of my own mind
Letting my spirits run free
I am free,
but I am stranded,
deserted,
and left on my own
Making all the wrong turns
My tracks are covered with a blanket of lies
When I look back, there is nothing
When I make my way forward, there is nothing
Just the emptiness of my own mind
Letting my spirits run free
I am free,
but I am stranded,
deserted,
and left on my own