Midnight, travellin' on my own
Streetlights, lead the way from home
Nothing here for me to stay
But dirty work for honest pay
Gonna leave it all behind this time
And let it die
Why should i believe what they say
Why should i be molded to their way
Made myself a promise that i'd fight
And i would be the judge of what is right -- for me
Meet the prisoner of a role
Captured, lost and dying soul
I will break the chains of time
I will change and own my mind
I refuse to be another light in the night
Why should i believe what they say
Why should i be molded to their way
Made myself a promise that i'd fight
And i would be the judge of what is right
Gonna burn the bridges down behind me
Looking for horizons to unfold
Gonna bury all the hate inside me
I will face a new world on my own
Why should i believe what they say
Why should i be molded to their way
Made myself a promise that i'd fight
And i would be the judge of what is right
Why should i believe what they say
Why should i be molded to their way
Made myself a promise that i'd fight
And i would be the judge of what is right -- for me