| I’m waiting in my cell for what will happen to me
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| The chiming of the bell reminds me of the land of the free
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| The years in the darkness has marred my eyes
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| But in my mind I still can see the beautiful sky
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| I walk the winding road
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| Up to the fields of gold
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| The time has come, I’m six feet from the edge
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| All my life I have no regrets
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| Time has come, I’m six feet from the edge
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| I can hear the footsteps coming down the floor
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| I can feel their presence when they reach the door
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| Is it fear or is hell near, veins feel like fire
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| My mind’s clear, I disappear flying higher and higher
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| I reach the heavens gate
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| Into the light I fade away
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| The time has come, I’m six feet from the edge
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| All my life I have no regrets
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| Time has come, I’m six feet from the edge
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| I fly into the sun
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| Lord, I’m coming home
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| The time has come, I’m six feet from the edge
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| All my life I have no regrets (have no regrets)
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| Time has come, I’m six feet from the edge
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| The time has come, I’m six feet from the edge
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| All my pride I’ll never forget
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| Time has come, I’m six feet from the edge |