You give me a new chance
And let me work with new hands
By myself; it's getting old
It might be hard to esscape the hold
My new found home is something else
Maybe I wil find my wealth
No one showed me how to live
It might be hard to escape the hold
Something here must go
Stop this guy from stealing the show
Better without him
The way I feel these days
Maybe I'll prefer the haze
I'm gonna leave this place
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