Being used, but never forgiven Being pushed out, then pulled Right back in How can I run, when you pull my Strings Self deception wrapped In the colors of death Living a life behind curfens and Fear Confidence sparks the colors of Death Opportunity barks from a snakes Gapping mouth Blind eyes wide open, I walk Onward To young to die Purile killer The colors of death Time passed slowly, every second A struggle Controle of destiny slips away Initiations talking all chances Consequences cut out, I get Sucked in