The Past Within

I look at all my scars, my wounds
The haunting signs and remains of you –
Exposing to them
Would be dangerous

The warm wind on my skin
Even though inside I feel the cold
Somehow I must survive
Everything you put me through

Now I just walk the road in front of me
And say goodbye to history
I will never catch up
With the distant past
Anymore, no

Never again!

Just turn away, go away
For I won't forget you, baby, bastard

Just turn away, fade away
The long road I have left behind