Clawfinger

Burn your bridges, bite your tongue
dig your own grave what's done is done
What's in your head what's on your mind
time will tell don't look behind
What I keep inside my head is stuck right on my mind
and time will tell if I should look behind
Hold your head up, hold your head up high
Hold your head up, hold your head up high
Hold your head up, hold your head up high
Hold your head up, put up or shut up
Two steps forward and one step back
the time will come when you lose track