When I write this I'm not sorry For the end of your game I believe in my story This is not the end Hey, don't sell my life I'll write my future with my hands Don't tell me lies With my money you paid for your mistakes I choose to come back home
I play this game alone I'm so tired, my dear friend I choose my way alone You don't seem like me Your way guiding down to hell Hey, don't sell my life I'll write my future with my hands... I choose to come back home...