Tired of a life stuck in memories, I look up to the dreams, to better days I decided to pack my bag and go away far away from here.
I have no ties to this place, except few ghosts haunting me I will take them with me, you know I will take them forever
Everything I accepted, despite myself, didn't make me feel any better. I'm stuck in a world of false beliefs, I will bear no more. Now I take myself and head wherever the roads may go.
You can tell me that dreams are fairy tales but I'll never stop to follow what I feel in my heart. I will stand and fight for what I really care.
I look at the road that never seems to end, the horizon cracks it, dividing it from the sky.
Everything I accepted, despite myself, didn't make me feel any better. I'm stuck in a world of false beliefs, I will bear no more. Now I take myself and head wherever the roads may go.
How many miles will I have to walk to get away from my past? Being tied to memories means to die inside.
Being tied to memories means to die inside, this is what I feel, I'm not scared to Breathe New Life.