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As I'm thrown into an empty room, or should I say a box. |
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I try to turn around to leave but the door is slammed and locked. |
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So I sing here and think about all the evil things I've done. |
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I lost where I was goin', 'cause I forgot where I came from. |
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I surrender, |
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Pull my weapons down. |
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I can't remember, |
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What I'm doing in this town. |
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It's time for me to pack my bags, |
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I will always be alone. |
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It's the only thing I've ever known, |
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Is out there on the road. |
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I'm a drifter. |
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I'm a drifter. |
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Now every time I look straight into my fathers eyes. |
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I see how hurt and broken down he is from all the times. |
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He had to watch the son he raised follow in his steps. |
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The only option that he had was to hope for the best. |
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I surrender, |
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Pull my weapons down. |
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I can't remember, |
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What I'm doing in this town. |
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It's time for me to pack my bags, |
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I will always be alone. |
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It's the only thing I've ever known, |
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Is out there on the road. |
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My faith is weak, my soul is bound. |
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This lonely road I travel down. |
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I scrape my feet, this jacked ground. |
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The cuts run deep into me now. |
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Mother oh, why aren't you here? |
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So young I was, you disappeared. |
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I know the truth is ugly, did you ever truly love me? |
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I surrender, |
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Curse my mothers soul. |
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I still miss her, |
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No matter where I go. |
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It's time for me to pack my bags, I will always be alone. |
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The only thing I've ever known, is her broken home. |
