This is the last time
That I will ever regret
The things that I have said
The things that I have done
No Regrets, No remorse
I harvest all my thoughts
And ask the questions why
Yet everything comes back to me unclear
Take it all and give nothing
Unless it's out of a guilty conscious
What we're supposed to feel
Like the turning of a bent wheel
I asked all the right questions
The answers all were wrong
The karma of my life
Has come around again
Burnt by my sins
| 1 | Unspoken |
| 2 | Scapegoat |
| 3 | Tired Climb |
| 4 | To Walk Alone |
| 5 | Only One |
| 6 | Lost and Confused |
| 7 | Crowded Road |
| 8 | Inward Debate |
| 9 | Said And Done |
| 10 | Almost Lost |