Germany

There was a wall constructed inside of my ripping through my heart 
And brick by brick I"ll slave to tear it all down 
Say goodbye to loneliness the past is finally dead 
There is no allegiance the past is finally dead 
I felt so trapped a stranger frozen to these streets 
With broken bones wounds I swore would never heal 
I always hoped for something true but 
My emotions were always conflicted, so conflicted 
Next stop the Berlin Bridge 
I once gave my heart for black hair pale skin and broken English 
My life was always so confined 
Like being chained against the flow of the gutter 
I had no worth only a hunger for excess to fill the gaps 
There was no depth to this abyss 
So conflicted 
From this day forward 
I"ll wear my heart on my sleeve 
It"s ten below outside but it"s pale in comparison 
To how frozen my judgment used to be 
There is no regrets the past is finally dead 
The past is finally dead 
I have no regrets 
None