Low Road

Lost inside the walls you built
Can’t escape the dreams you killed
The dreams you killed are following you
You took the low road
You took the low road
Guided by a crooked line
Feeding from a withered vine
Withered vines bear wasted fruit
You don’t know the things you’ve been
I’m twisting nails from my skin
And from my skin these broken chains
You took the low road
You took the low road
Its all you’ve ever known
You took the low road