Chapter 12

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Broken Man Blues

I gotta keep on movin', your on my back, baggage in tow.

I gotta keep on movin', your on my back, baggage in tow.

Your making me sing the blues baby, in my mind everywhere I go.

I wanna hide from you, lady, always calling me on my cell.

I wanna hide from you, lady, always calling me on my cell.

I'm gon' find a ride out of here, slept with my best friend, sent me straight to hell.

You stole my heart, my soul, bitch, ripped out my love for your bow.

You stole my heart, my soul, bitch, ripped out my love for your bow.

You've broken me baby, I never knew you could be so low.

Up here in Edinburgh, I'm a long way from home.

Up here in Edinburgh, I'm a long way from home.

Nobody to love me, until the seeds of recovery have grown.


Without Parole

Wrists bear the

Shackles

Ankles cut by

Them too

Head still pretending to be

Free

A path only clear to

A few.

Light me a lantern

Draw

Me a map

Hold my hand and lead the way

Fed up

With all the noisy pap

Clear

My head

Give

Me an order

Help

Me take that road

By Zeus

Even show me her

A broken compass

Nomadic genres

Polluted air

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