1. Verse:

The presures, the constant fear
The goal is noway near
Better not to follow the yesterdays trail
It would obnly lead you to astray

Kerto:

The visions of perfection, the path of distraction
Tie the wounds, recall your humanity

2. Verse:

Better to flee, no point to fight back
It would only show everything you lack
Better to see the wrong side of the track
Dig deeper boy, find yourself