Lying here watching the time pass
I could think of a million things I'd rather do
Travel at my own pace
Put myself asleep if I wanted to
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Might as well be behind bars
Than be lashed to a wave that I can't haul
Might as well be a slave
Lying low in the shade of a prison wall
Lying here watching the time pass
I could cry for the helping hands that I refused
We were good friends but I did refuse
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