Goodbye old man won't see you again
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I'm free to fly my wrists and ankles you tied
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You lied that voice of reason became my pride
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Now I see you behind bars your prison is no longer mine
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So goodbye old man take a last look at my back
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Goodbye disease
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You're not on my body where people can see
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I sinned against you my friend
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Tried to lead you to somewhere that I've never been
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I am what you say anger found it's home in this house of pain
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It's time to swim salvation's waters 'cause you're still not wet
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Old Man
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| Paul Colman |
