Wich way, this gonna end
What do you gonna live behind?
What brand you will be?

There a those, who grow up
Steping friends like stairs
There a those, who smile and stab your back

Excuses and regrets, wich side of fence?
Nothing matters, beyond the sense
Excuses and regrets, wich side of fence?
Nothing matters, beyond the sense

The world has never been so empty, selfish and lonely
But we have each other, mind, spirit and body
So run, the world is burning, don't look back is just fake desires
There a man, in the smoke try to pull you into fire

Excuses and regrets, wich side of fence?
Nothing matters, beyond the sense
Excuses and regrets, wich side of fence?
Nothing matters, beyond the sense