Ways के बोल

I believe I won't love again I believe I will hate the pain In so many ways I prepared the fall So goddamned hard to repair them all Seems to me I was born to rage We walk in different ways Sunlight, emerged from sinless thorns Far less than bright Causing hell in a mind that's torn The day died, emerged and laughed in scorn Such a bitter sight You and I, we'll make the devil mourn I believe time is closing in I believe I've paid my sins Such a fragile state of mind my friend I'd better fight the demons the devil send Seems to me I've lost again Guess I'll walk another way