Dead End
And I took it for granted
Yeah I did it for me
I know I was selfish
It was the best I could be
And my hands are full of traces
No one could ever forgive
And my heart's a train of hate
Ready not for this trip
Take care
It's a dead end
And I've gone full speed
Forging my soul
For a moment I was air
Keeping the fire lit
Heavy breathing, gasping
Of us, only remain ashes
Writer/s: Cruelist
