When I left my home,
I was only just a boy,
Eager to make my way,
‘Cept I didn’t get very far.
I want a shot at redemption,
I want another chance at life,
To prove my worth,
And I’m sure I’ll change my ways.
Stole from stranger I had never seen,
Fought more people than I dare admit,
Smack a person or two or three around,
All of which I regret.
I want a shot at redemption,
I want another chance at life,
To prove my worth,
And I’m sure I’ll change my ways.
Ok, so I stole a thing or two,
But, hey, what do they matter here?
Forgiveness is what it’s all about,
Isn’t it?
I want a shot at redemption,
I want another chance at life,
To prove my worth,
And I’m sure I’ll change my ways.
I just want a chance to change things,
In my life I never got that chance,
Never received any shot at redemption,
But here I think I could start all over again.
I want a shot at redemption,
I want another chance at life,
To prove my worth,
And I’m sure I’ll change my ways.
13/08/06
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