Time feels like I've been back in jail
Like when I was doing time in the can
Spend all night on a bended knee
Just to beg for something to believe
Left home with a pack of clothes without a family tree

[Chorus]
This fight could be the last fight
No giving and no winning
One time could be the all the time
Should we decide to end the misery
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Time heals all of the burned out bridges
Filled with nothing more than misery
I wear the mask of the unbattled son
Trying to beg for something to believe
Left home with a pack of clothes without a family tree

[Chorus]

Break the chains of featherweights and giants
With the stain forever lasting liars
They're afraid when we spit out the fire
And start living

[Chorus x3]