Don't shake the hands of fate, Boy who always did what he was told, Hit the brakes, hit the glass, Time to shake the hands of fate The mistakes of the past, Flashed before his face Burn the evidence, of my existence, Clear the ashes on the ground Burn

Weak and sick I crawl In the dust of past mistakes Leaving for the darkness Of tears and cold heartaches Suffer in this grief Of forever burning hate The ashes of my life By the torment you create On my knees, remembering

These are dark times Can you not feel yourself falling deeper? You've given yourself away Mistakes of the past are haunting me And I've given myself away All the walls are coming down I'm exposed, I'm alive This is my chance to breathe All my thoughts

We will not return to the countless mistakes of the past Only through dedication will I destroy all preconception Walk with me I will not relive the failures of the man I once was No longer will I let myself be truly satisfied with the standard Let this