Dusty Lane

I can't slowly live that feeling
Fleeing, walking, seeing that's happening
I am burning my breath, my being
Running quickly away
Leaving the first and the lost
Leaving to go as far as i can
Leaving the dust and their corpses
Leaving, leaving.
I go down and walk past a building
I spin on the road and eat the pavement
Never cross my twisted spirit
Never cross this lane
I can't believe my own view
Now come here, be real and just feel it
Never attack my twisted spirit
Help me get out this street
Leaving the first and the lost
Leaving to go as far as i can
Leaving the dust and their corpses
Leaving, leaving.