Limited beyond the scope... cause all I see is what the focus brings me And I'm at the end of my rope The one that leads from where your dropped me Alright alright I can't remember what you said Alright alright I just can't forget what you did And I'm still holding to the road in from of me And I'm not going home Never really cared for getting old That was for old friends And their old plans for dying I'm not changing and it's all she rote This is who I am and where ill stay forever... Sorry My friend, my friend don't you dare feel sorry Hold on to your guns and bring your things along We're not done and we're not sorry This is our idea of dying