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...