Текст песни: Slits. Adventures Close To Home.

Passion that shouts and red with anger
I lost myself through alleys of mysteries
I went up and down like a demented train

Don't take it personal, I choose my own fate
I follow love, I follow hate
Don't take it personal, I choose my own fate
I follow love, I follow hate

Searching for something that makes hearts move
I found myself but my best possession
Walked into the shade and threatened to drift away

Don't take it personal, I choose my own fate
I follow love, I follow hate
Don't take it personal, I choose my own fate
I follow love, I follow hate

Full of myself, I left you behind
As if I could, possessed by Quixote's dream
Went to fight dragons in the land of concrete

Don't take it personal, I choose my own fate
I follow love, I follow hate
Don't take it personal, I choose my own fate
I follow love, I follow hate

Rolling in pain discovered what's hurt
And tasted hell infatuated by madness
I danced in flames and drunk in the depth of love

Don't take it personal, I choose my own fate
I follow love, I follow hate
Don't take it personal, I choose my own fate
I follow love, I follow hate

Don't take it personal, I choose my own fate
I follow love, I follow hate