Excuse me mister
But I think you’ve got it wrong
My eyes aren’t filled with hope
And my heart is made of stone
Excuse me mister
But I think I’m braking down
My vision fades to black
And my hands are pale and cold
Excuse me mister
It wasn’t my fault
I need to get away
I’ve been staying here for far too long
Excuse me mister
But if you still can hear me,
Please let me go
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