When speech is whispers and all your answers are riddles Feels like I'm leading the way with no chance of Finding Home Finding Hope In a world so full of brightness but the path is faded My feet fall on broken dreams of the jaded ones before And what if im just another mistake A footing for the foundation to take place Ontop of my bones Cause Im bruised Broken And nothing but an empty soul Finding hope when there's only decay The never ending searching that will break me But I can't let go I found strength to push forward I know that I'm not alone Follwing the same steps for so long And you expect to change Stand with me Or stand alone Ill be the first to walk away Im not just another mistake Im not an empty soul Im not a shell of a man Ive found my way and im coming home