Burn the bridges left them to ash
on the fumes of my own crash
every step a stumble, every mile a fight
dug my nails into the blackened night
no map, no guide,
no safety net
only scars and deaths
I can't forget
crawling through bleeding
hands and that a truth
no turning back,
no place to hide redemption road
I'm still alive
fists in the dirt,
chairs in the rain carving my name through all this pain
the weight of guilt,
it's crushing slow
but I won't stop till I let it go
dreams of ground,
it shakes every move of the break I make
redemption road I'm crawling through bleeding hands and that a truth
no turning back,
no place to hide redemption road
