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Dear mister wardenOne more night in this prison cell will doI've lost seventeen hundred and thirty-six daysYou can't begin to understand what I've been throughYou see, my debts have grown and my friends have left meWith guilt in things I wish I could forgetBut I've grown in my faith and my intentions are strongAnd for this, I will never forgetI'm sorry for the people I've hurtAnd for turning my back on youI can't say that I'm perfect or proud of my pastIt will haunt me in everything I doSo here's my soulI'm handing it overTo be built and mended back to newDestroy all the lies and vengeful intentionsReplace them with grace and gratitudeOpen my eyes and educate my mouthTo speak words of wisdom and truthBend back my fingers from making this fistAnd instead make them reach out for youI'm sorry for the people I've hurtAnd for turning my back on youLetras de cancionesI can't say that I'm perfect or proud of my pastIt will haunt me in everything I doBut with this being said, I'm ready to changeAnd started giving back the things I didn't earnIf I could go back in time, do it all overI'd keep in mind the things that I have learnedWhere have your friends goneI don't see themWhere have your friends goneI don't see them anymoreI'm sorry for the people I've hurtAnd for turning my back on youI can't say that I'm perfect or proud of my pastIt will haunt me in everything I doBut with this being said, I'm ready to changeAnd started giving back the things I didn't earnIf I could go back in time, do it all overI'd keep in mind the things that I have learned From Letras Mania