this is the first time that I've seen
exactly where I want to be and how the f*** I'll make it there
and I'm sick of looking back at all the chances I once had
to see for the first time
they're all crawling away from it slowly all afraid of the light
but I see colors and I see structures strictly one of a kind
I think I know which way I'm headed, just need to follow the light
what's the sense in waiting for it to come? if I fail I know I tried
but every time I turn the page I see your g****** haunting face
it's in my way
rest a**ured this will stay the same well go ahead and drain my veins
I'm not looking back at all the chances I once had
exactly where I want to be and how the f*** I'll make it there
and I'm sick of looking back at all the chances I once had
to see for the first time
they're all crawling away from it slowly all afraid of the light
but I see colors and I see structures strictly one of a kind
I think I know which way I'm headed, just need to follow the light
what's the sense in waiting for it to come? if I fail I know I tried
but every time I turn the page I see your g****** haunting face
it's in my way
rest a**ured this will stay the same well go ahead and drain my veins
I'm not looking back at all the chances I once had