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Stand back because he is coming Six feet behind one angry man Mumbling prays and words of solace Beating hard on his chest He came here only for a reason To find out who shot his back A bad day to be forgotten If the scars would let him do that So, when he was trying out to seek the light It all reminds him of those days back home Drives, the life that was trying out to keep him sane A living hell for those He got away when They tried to keep him sane for so long They arrested him in chains all alone So, when he was trying out to seek the light It all reminds him of those days back home Drives, the life that was trying out to keep him sane A living hell for those So, when he was lying in the bed of time It all reminds of those days back home Drives, the ones who were trying out to keep him sane A living hell for those