 
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 |