| As he steps out the gate
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| Wearing the same things that he’d never change
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| And no one can blame that he didn’t have his life
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| And no one believes in him
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| Well, he changed within
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| He planned out his whole life
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| He can’t begin, his whole life in hearts and
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| Reason is easy, it’s no one believes in him
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| Why are we so quick to judge?
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| There’s no such thing, as a sin without a history
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| Or a sinner without a future
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| We’ll just have to make it right this time
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| There’s no such thing, as a sin without a history
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| Or a sinner without a future
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| We’ll just have to make it right this time
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| Love comes around
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| But chains are still draggen
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| His chin is held high, he’d never imagine
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| One more mistake, expected to happen
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| So, where is he now?
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| No one remembers
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| Hopes started high, and shot down like airplanes
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| His fate was sealed, the day he left
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| Why are we so quick to judge?
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| There’s no such thing, as a sin without a history
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| Or a sinner without a future
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| We’ll just have to make it right this time
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| Yeah, there’s no such thing, as a sin without a history
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| Or a sinner without a future
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| We’ll just have to make it right this time. |
| (this time)
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| So this life, is too much for him; |
| he’d rather be
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| Locked away, dreaming of better days, yeah
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| There’s no such thing, as a sin without a history
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| Or a sinner without a future. |
| (yeah!)
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| We’ll just have to make it right this time. |
| (right this time)
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| There’s no such thing, as a sin without a history
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| Or a sinner without a future
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| We’ll just have to make it right this time |