I've got scars on my skin, they reflect my past
Deep wounds still bleeding, this is what I've ran through
My path isn't paved on maps, it doesn't exist
I don't know what awaits for me.

I make mistakes, I was mistaken, and each one of us is in these [bad word] s ellipses. All the time I face the need to choose. I was mistaken,and I make mistakes. 

Wrap your arms around my fears. I've had this storm in my head since 1989