Have you ever walked down a road in which you weren’t allowed to turn back?
Sometimes we choose a path to follow, and later on regret our first step.
If we let our failures paralyze us we’ll only drift further into dismay.
Every misstep instills a lesson, our corrections are ours to make.
Nights of lament, and days of seething could taint the purest person's intentions.
If we seek rehabilitation, we better exercise cognition.

Break away from familiar judgment to perceive things differently.
Will we rise with initiative, or lay undetermined to leave our beds?
Nobody ever wants to die regretful, or unrecognized.
Don’t let your disinterests govern your entire lives.

Stop your war for inner peace, for peace begins with truce.
When one battles with oneself catastrophe ensues.
Hide your true identity by wearing your parents shoes,
or be the change you want to see, for change begins with you.

Everyone has those nights when they feel like giving up.
It feels like you’re pressing on the gas, but you’re still holding in the clutch.
It’s a infamous feeling that we never disclose.
If we don't preserve than we'll succumb

to the wickedness that lingers in our subconscious.
It’s moments of laughter that mend our dispositions.
We envision a future where happiness is effortless.
It beacons the question will those days ever come?

We’ll conquer disillusion
through the strength of our conviction.