This is the first time that I’ve seenExactly where I want to beAnd how the fuck I’ll make it thereAnd I’m sick of looking backAt all the chances I once hadTo see for the first timeThey’re all crawling away from it slowly, all afraid of the lightBut I see colors and I see structures, strictly one of a kindI think I know which way I’m headed, just need to follow the lightWhat’s the sense in waiting for it to come? If I fail I know I tried.But every time I turn the page,I see your god-damn haunting faceIt’s in my wayRest assured this will stay the same,Well go ahead and drain my veinsDrain my veinsI’m not looking back, I’m not looking back at all the chancesI once had.