I thought I'd seen hell
Thought I knew it all
Now I know too well
Hell is to wake up
But it makes all the difference

Tasting the tears in my mouth
(I'm sick of running away)
Taking the weight on my shoulders
(Along these b_____ streets)
The hours and days of your life
(I'm sick of predators and prey)
Don't necessarily make you older
(Of being everybody's end!)

I've washed my hands of your blood
Thought it would leave me clean
But with time on my hands
It turned to mud forming this crust of sin

Now - to be truly free
I'll let it come to me
So -break me if you must
When you break this crust
Freedom is to see

Hear this voice, see this man
Standing before you I'm just a child
Just a man learning to yield

[Solo]

I hate these hands soaked in blood
I hate what these eyes have seen
Up to my knees in filth and mud
How it hurts to become clean

I was always on my mind
But never on my side
(So run) - but if you run away
You must always hide
So if you have to run
Run for help!

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