Lost کے بول

If you got the nerve and if you got the time Brother please help me get ahold of my mind My gun in my hand and my dog by my side I entered the forest but lost my sight I've been firing off round trying to gain my ground Moving in circles where nightmares about The past on my heels, war torn debris I'm locked in my mind and I can't find the key I'm lost I'm lost Up ahead I heard a roaring powerful sound I gathered my wits and called for my hound At the top of that hill my brothers stood tall They helped me up and we traveled on We're lost We're lost