I know these roads
Each ridge
And narrow bridge
Each cheveron
Enticing me on
Each warning sign
I take in my stride
I don´t need more ammunition
I´ve got more than I can spend
I don´t dwell on things I´m missing
I´m just pleased
With the things I´ve found
I know these roads
An old hand understands
Above all, I know what´s
Expected of me now
Veering cliffwards
I don´t need more ammunition
I´ve got more than I can spend
I don´t dwell on things I´m missing
I´m just pleased
With the things I´ve found
With the things I´ve found
With the things I´ve found
I´ve found
I´ve been crying
It comes back on these salient days
And it stays
And it says :
"We´ve never really been away"
I don´t need more ammunition
I´ve got more than I can spend
I don´t think of who I´m missing
I´ve got no space and no time
In my life, anymore
No space or time
In my life, anymore
For Revenge