Germany

There was a wall constructed inside of my ripping through my heart

And brick by brick I'll slave to tear it all down

Say goodbye to loneliness the past is finally dead

There is no allegiance the past is finally dead

I felt so trapped a stranger frozen to these streets

With broken bones wounds I swore would never heal

I always hoped for something true but

My emotions were always conflicted, so conflicted

Next stop the Berlin Bridge

I once gave my heart for black hair pale skin and broken English

My life was always so confined

Like being chained against the flow of the gutter

I had no worth only a hunger for excess to fill the gaps

There was no depth to this abyss

So conflicted

From this day forward

I'll wear my heart on my sleeve

It's ten below outside but it's pale in comparison

To how frozen my judgment used to be

There is no regrets the past is finally dead

The past is finally dead

I have no regrets

None