I apologize
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That your memory serves you more than I can now
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You'll have to make sense of my life somehow
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Yeah, somehow
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Well, I close my eyes
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Remove each piece of armor one by one
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Inhale this moment deep into my lungs
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Make amends for all I've done
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All of my devils are free at last
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And all my secrets revealed
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And your permission is all I
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Need to heal
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Well how long have I
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Been sitting here, I must have drifted off
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I cannot finish any of my thoughts
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Forgive me for my wayward shot
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All of my devils are free at last
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And all my secrets revealed
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And your permission is all I
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Need to heal
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I wake up in the morning, and it comes back to you
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I breathe in I breathe out, it comes back to you
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I stare up at the ceiling, and it comes back to you
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I step out my front door, and it comes back to you
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The end of my driveway, it comes back to you
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Brakelights on the highway, it comes back to you
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I could die in Los Angeles.
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It would come back to you.
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All of my devils, they are free at last, oh
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And all my secrets are revealed, yeah
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And your permission is all that I,
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I need to feel
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All of my devils, they are free at last, oh
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And all my secrets are revealed, yes they are
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And your permission is all that I need.
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Permission
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| Sixx:A.M. |
