This is the first time that I've seen Exactly where I want to be and how the fuck I'll make it there And I'm sick of looking back at all the chances I once had To see for the first time
They're all crawling away from it slowly, all afraid of the light But i see colors and I see structures, strictly one of a kind
I think I know which way i'm headed, just need to follow the light What's the sense in waiting for it to come? If I fail i know i tried.
But every time i turn the page, i see your god-damn haunting face It's in my way Rest assured this will stay the same, well go ahead and drain my veins Drain my veins
I'm not looking back, I'm not looking back at all the chances I once had.
