| So the story goes
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| This is a tale that must be told
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| For what could be your destiny
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| You never know
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| I never meant to be here
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| I never even tried
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| But until you know
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| When you’re lost and down
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| You come to trouble in time
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| It was a cold December
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| A rip city night
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| In a steel toe rage
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| Made a big mistake
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| Now I’ll be doing time
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| I was running with the order
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| I was running out of time
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| Now for me there is no quarter
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| I don’t want to be here
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| I don’t want to die
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| Serving 30 years to life
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| What I did I can’t deny
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| Now the sorrow in my heart will never fade
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| I remember it so well
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| The night I sent that boy to Hell
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| Lord, I’m sorry for the error of my ways
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| They sent me on a mission
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| Out to earn my stripes
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| Should have known damn well
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| When the curb stomp fell
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| Things would never be right
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| I was running with the order
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| I was running out of time
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| Now for me there is no quarter
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| I don’t want to be here
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| How many nights I’ve cried
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| Serving 30 years to life
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| What I did I can’t deny
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| Now the sorrow in my heart will never fade
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| I remember it so well
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| The night I sent that boy to Hell
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| Lord, I’m sorry for the error of my ways
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| ‘Cause now I know
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| Now I know
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| I was wrong and I can’t let this go
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| I know
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| Now I know
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| I am sorry
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| What a wretched soul
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| What a big mistake
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| Now I’m growing old
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| 18 years or more to go
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| I waste way in this cage
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| I’m all alone
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| That’s how the story goes
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| This is a tale that must be told
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| For what could be
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| Your destiny
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| You never know
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| ‘Cause when you’re running with the order
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| You’re only running out of time
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| Now for me there is no quarter
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| I didn’t want to be here
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| I don’t want to die
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| Serving 30 years to life
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| What I did I can’t deny
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| Now the sorrow in my heart will never fade
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| My regret I know it well
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| But it’s too late to save myself
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| Lord, I’m sorry for the error of my ways
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| So the story goes
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| This is a tale that must be told
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| For the sorrow in my heart will never fade
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| So the story goes
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| This is a tale that must be told
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| Yes I’m sorry for the error of my ways |