I've closed so many doors these past years, I've got to pave this edge my own way (and keep moving forward).
I'd got to break some chains. No plans, no fucking career. Sure I've got regrets but there's other trophees on my shelf. I remain honest like the time I dumped my girlfriend. I often lose my way but I'm still walking.
And when the winter's coming, I will survive the wind.
And when it's cold, when all the leaves are falling on the ground, I feel my bones get stronger in the very darkest nights. And I will rise up in the storm.
We got to learn to jump right up these walls. Sure sometimes we bend, sometimes we fall, we break our bones knocking every gates down but we’re never really defeated.
And when it's cold, when all the leaves are falling on the ground, I feel my bones get stronger in the very darkest nights. And I will rise up in the storm.