Ghosts in the fault lines Echoes of old crimes i've done The heart is a smoking gun There are bonds broken And words that can't be unspoken Still there Way back there And I tried covering my tracks I tried not looking back But I'm a prisoner Of my past Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh Trouble in the tree line Fires by the road side Still rage Some flames never fade And there's a sky full of thunder There's a soul going under Back there Way back there And I've tried covering my tracks I've tried not looking back But I'm a prisoner Of my past I'm a prisoner Of my past Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh