When situation dictates, what I do

I vent my aggressions, it's what I do

Losing color in this black and white world

Regaining my old shades of grey I…

So decisive in what I taught you

What fool, to think that I could

Be a tool, for someone who won't even listen

To Dark words of experience

So here I draw the red line, for you

Don't you walk through that door to my road

Not everything you want is what you're looking for

Not everything, you know, is what you're asking for

And here I am still hoping you don't lose your face

Dreams are best left at a safe place…

So here I draw the red line, for you…

Don't you walk through that door

Don't you follow my road

On your own…

I don't know you anymore

I don't know who walked through that door

I don't know what's wrong what's right

I don't know what's black what's white

Not every place you walk through is a battle field

Not every zone you stride in is a zone of war

So contemplate and re-estimate tragic mistakes

You make at every turn you take

Over and over again…

I don't know what is good in a family if I can't be with it anymore

I don't know what is good in a mother if I can't be with her anymore

I don't know what is good in a memory if I can't relive it anymore

I don't know what is good in a future...