Plans I have made to build it up from this state.
Always moving, never stop, though the answers are made
'bout the future, 'bout the past,
where [bad word] from, what will last. 

Try to delay things that lead you astray.
But society sucks you out, leads to early decay. 

If I will, if I won't, a decision that I could not flee.
I prayed it leave me be – the icecold hand of destiny. 

Everything's right, it seems the future looks bright.
But there's always factor X that leads the tumbling dice. 

If I will... 

Play for future, play for past,
where [bad word] from, what will last.