It's without face
Great at leave
Didn't leave any trace
I'm gonna find my way

?
Your sorrow may be ?
This gravity that grows
Taking hold of me

Going in flames,
Stubbornly
Jealous as ?
Sick of it all

There's a new life ahead
I'm gonna find my way

?
Your sorrow may be ?
This gravity that grows
Taking hold of me

Leaving here when all
Of the distances, I come alive