VOYKU - Deep & Wild

Just shrugged, ain't kept.
Walking ahead, now I carry the weight instead.
Still a soul in the storm's red bread.
Who's running 'round from the tears I shed?
Flow through the miles, never fled.
Spin the rhythm, sharp and lit.
Are you lost?
Are you searching for bread?
Well, me, I'm just chasing what's said.
In a world where the cold heart tread,
Keep building walls where the dreams are dead.
We chasing cold like it's what we're fed.
We're fed, we're fed.