[Verse 1]
Dust and dirt, and rain above begins
river blood, and pain, no [bad word]  no end
valley for the desperation
Built on barren imitations
Gambling with what we never had
Losing touch on purpose
Looking for the future steps, ohoh
Making proper war

[Hook]
I won't walk away from love no more
Some many times before, oh
Pulling myself again from love no more
So many times before

[Verse 2]
Dust and dirt, and rain above begins
Needed all the names so lost, attempt
To manage all our [bad word] with our limitations
Forgetting now the moment expects
To fall of what is what's left

[Hook]×2