It´s a sold life
Sunrise on the back of an old life
Borrowed the style if the time´s right
Cut all the ties in foresight
You´re only slaving in your own mind

But still life makes your heart

It´s a cold life
Died in the back of a landslide
Caught in the web swallowed your pride
If you´re not certain then don´t dive
The corner of your eyes the sunrise

I´ve lost more inside than the spirit that´s died yeah
In my state of mind what I´ve got to decide
Here on in

Controlled types
Types that lay back and pay no mind
Constantly burning their own kind
It means more to me than to stay and fight
I´ve lost more like that than I care to right

I´ve lost more inside than the spirit that´s died yeah
In my state of mind what I´ve got to decide
Here on in

I´ve lost more inside than the spirit that´s died yeah
In my state of mind what I´ve got to rely on
I´ve lost more inside than the spirit that´s died yeah
In my state of mind what I´ve got to rely on

I´ve lost more inside than the spirit that´s died yeah
In my state of mind what I´ve got to rely on
I´ve lost more inside than the spirit that´s died yeah
In my state of mind what I´ve got to decide
Here on in