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What i don't understand is why you're there with that gun in your hand you've got the power, i'm in control you wash your hands, i've got your soul and in easy delight your holy conscience shining so bright walking on a trail of tears the salty taste in your beer proves you're wrong And in the end it stops you weren't proud enough to ever ease your mind and now you have to face it tried to escape and hide from all those sorry sights you've proven all along you're stranger to my song And you're trapped you can't run your decay has almost begun only with that friend in hand you can believe that you're a real man Tomorrow's over, Letras de cancionestomorrow just died i've done a good job you now belong to yesterday I will not run no more From Letras Mania