I've been told since I was young, What is lost can always be found.
That when you get in a fight, You gotta stand your ground.

No point looking all around you, Trying to hear a sound.
The only sounds you'll hear, Are your footsteps on the ground.

So many choices, So many mistakes made.
Too many voices, Turning you insane.

Nothing but your footsteps and your voice, For now you stand alone.
You've made the wrong choice, Now you can't go home.

It's a lonely life you're leading, When you carve your heart from stone.
You've made your life, And it's chilling to the bone.

So many choices, So many mistakes made.
Too many voices, Turning you insane.

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So many different voices, Echoing round your mind.
You've lost something special, And now you can't seem to find.

You've lost everything, You've left it all behind.

So many choices, So many mistakes made.
Too many voices, Turning you insane.