I know that for at least a thousand years I haven't tried
And I know that for maybe ten or twelve long years I've seen you cry
And I know that where the chains of doom are kept I'll find my shoes
And I know that gotta save myself again win or lose, lose

I know that the pressure of the world is sin don't ask me why
And I know that it comes in ways that can't begin to pay the price
And I know that where the chains of doom are kept I'll find my shoes
And I know that gotta save myself again win or lose, lose

Tell me you've seen around the world
Tell me you've crawled inside my tomb
Became all knowing then slithered down the reins
To hide some more, turn away from me
All my pride, all my time

And when you washed away all of the indications
All my pride, all my time
All my pride, all my time
All my pride, all my crime

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