Tightrope کے بول

I'm out here on my own I'm sick carrying my bones Walking in circles, being punched But sure I know how to get this done I'm gonna hide my raging mind And every step is like a tightrope My deadline will fortify The laws I am paying for I'm out here on my own Can't miss the chance to blow Walking trough my deadly storm How could I know? What are my last words? I'm gonna hide my raging mind And every step is like a tightrope My deadline will fortify The laws I am paying for Or am I just a spoiled man? Maybe I pused myself too far And played a game that's my own war So in the end I kissed the feet of rotten laws Throwing away a life to live under regret I'm out here on my own I'm sick carrying my bones And every step is like a tightrope