I wish I could take it all back but I said it.I wish that my words didn't cut like weapons. I wish I could throw my hands up to the Heavens.Give up my mistakes for the price of a blessing,brother told me,"These are the nights that we live for".But when I see the tears in mama's eyes,what is this for?I can see the people with their fires and their pitchforks.Screaming out,"Isn't this the life that you wished for"?(Music picks up).Young boy living with a price on my head,better run through the night, oh I'm better off dead.Chase the flames in your eyes while the fire burns red.And I'm scared to die but I'm to afraid to live.....Would you take my hand to let me fly,fix my soul or run and hide?The word you said was not goodbye I find you again on the otherside.Who the hell am I on the otherside? Who the hell am I on the otherside?The word you said was not goodbye.I'll find you again on the otherside.(O-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-oh,o-o-o-o-o-o-o-oh).(Would you take my hand to let me fly?Fix my soul or run and hide?The word you said was not goodbye.I'll find you again on the otherside).
