| I had it all | |
| Or I thought so anyway | |
| And then there came the day | |
| When I knew | |
| I'd been deceived. | |
| It was tailor made | |
| The hole I'd dug myself | |
| That morning they came knocking | |
| Couldn't blame nobody else. | |
| You make mistakes | |
| Then you make them all again | |
| And find yourself deserted | |
| By the people you called friends. | |
| All it takes | |
| Is for one deal to go bad | |
| You're signing your confession | |
| As they take all that you have. | |
| And all this years spent sitting here | |
| Waiting to be free. | |
| My day has come | |
| And I can finally see. | |
| Gloria-ah-ah-ah-ah | |
| Gloria-ah-ah-ah-ah | |
| Gloria-ah-ah-ah-ah. | |
| I've dreamed of waking up beyond that wall | |
| It looks like | |
| I might make it after all. | |
| There's a kid in here | |
| Reminds me of my son | |
| I watch him with the others | |
| When they laugh about what they've done. | |
| So many ways | |
| To impress one so young | |
| The day they let him out of here | |
| He's gonna find himself a gun. | |
| I tried to say | |
| Tried to make him understand | |
| Fear is not respect | |
| And it won't make a boy a man | |
| Oh, you make mistakes | |
| And you make them all again | |
| It seems that | |
| I offended | |
| One of those godforsaken men. | |
| In all these years spent sitting here | |
| The last thing that | |
| I see Is a baby face | |
| With a blade that's made for me. | |
| Gloria-ah-ah-ah-ah | |
| Gloria-ah-ah-ah-ah | |
| Gloria-ah-ah-ah-ah. | |
| I guess some things were never meant to be. | |
| Gloria-ah-ah-ah-ah | |
| Gloria-ah-ah-ah-ah | |
| Gloria-ah-ah-ah-ah. | |
| So open up that gate and welcome me | |
| My spirits flown | |
| And I'm finally free | |
| Finally free... yeah! |
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