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I met a man locked away For things he hadn t done
Innocence on a ball and chain
He ll never feel the sun
Again on his face or roses
In his hands but when he smiled
At me I could understand


(chorus)
If you re free you ll never see the walls
If your head is clear you ll never free fall
If you re right you ll never fear the wrong
If your head is high you ll never fear at all


There was a daughter of a man
Who took his life too young
She swore she d never do the same
Then did just what he d done
And a boy who s gone insane
Voices in his head
No one knows what they say
Now his mother s dead


(chorus)
If you re free you ll never see the walls
If your head is clear you ll never free fall
If you re right you ll never fear the wrong
If your head is high you ll never fear at all


There was a man who had a face
That looked a lot like me
I saw him in the mirror and
I fought him in the street
And when he turned away
I shot him in the head
Then I came to realize
I had killed myself


(chorus)
If you re free you ll never see the walls
If your head is clear you ll never free fall
If you re right you ll never fear the wrong
If your head is high you ll never fear

To flee, and to be gone
(to be gone)
Detached from myself
To see clearly what s beyond
(what s beyond)
the dreary and cold walls within my head
I exist in desire in my dark haven
I long to cleanse my soul of regret

All I want is you...

(Ha-ahhh... ha-ahhh-ah... ha-ahhh-ah-ah-ahhh... ha-ahhh... ah-ahhh...)
In my heart of hearts...
lived a lonely soul...
searching for someone who could make me whole.
Then I found you...
I found you...

Like an endless thirst makes a desert dry...
tears of joy when I looked in your...

Uncorrected personality traits that seem whimsical in a child may prove to
be ugly in a fully grown adult.
Lack of involvement with the father, or over-involvement with the mother,
can result in lack of ability to relate to sexual fears, and in homosexual
leanings, narcissism,...

Get up funky... huh, let me here ya talk, talk about bitch

Me I m a victim of a young girl s suck
Feeling the emotions through my body ass butt
Everytime I see her in that god damned dress
Fell the stomach, busy stomach, that s what I...

Love sick dreaming when we first met
You gave me your world with no regrets
Never thought anything could come against
But oh what did I know

One missed step and I m on my own
You wash your hands clean of me right or wrong
Behind those doors I was broken and low
Trying to keep...