Camouflage (Officium Triste)

Running away from problems and pain Realising life ain't no game Trying to hide from the past Starting all over, camouflaged I look over my shoulder to see I'm not followed Hunted by thoughts of the life I've lead Pain, hatred, tears and sorrow A choice between a new life and death. Living in hell is no option to me A new beginning and identity Camouflaged so I can't be found No more nerves when hearing a sound Free from pain and another face A new name and a new base Starting all over trying to forget Hurting memories and the things I regret