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Thought I had your number Stuck in my phone But I can't find it nowhere And besides it's been too long Borrowed time and ain't got a dime Peter to pay Paul But still I hear that whistle blow Saying you can get through it all Oh got no place in this old world Shackle bound, but still I roam Said got no place in this old world Shackle bound, but still I roam Runnin' from my family Driftin' from my home Thinking not of who I am Thinking only of where I'm going Young with all the answers Found out on my own That everything I thought I knew Twas a lie Twined and Twisted true Got no place in this old world Shackle bound, but still I roam From Letras Mania