| When the morning comes gonna shed my skin
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| And find us a brand new place to begin
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| I know it’s a long way back from here
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| I’ve been scrubbing at the stain for fourteen years
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| Cold iron door echoes on the block tonight
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| Through my locked down body, locked down heart and mind
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| One foolish act of indifference
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| Day by day I’ve been chained to its consequence
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| One hour of sunlight outside the door
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| Crippled by mind numbing fear in my thoughts
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| Time in slow motion as the cell goes black
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| 5000 long nights of terror that I never want back
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| When the warden comes to unlock the door
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| I’m going to put some miles between me and these walls
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| Stop in a silent town where my life can mend
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| Start again start again
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| Will you bring your lover’s quiet
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| When you lay down beside me and put your skin on mine?
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| We could wring a new life from this silent town
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| Then I’ll set my mind to bringing you around
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| When the morning comes gonna shed my skin
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| And find us a brand new place to begin
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| I know it’s a long way back from here
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| I’ve been scrubbing at the stain for fourteen years |