There's ten straight bars on either side
and concrete wall's that keep my feelings inside
I was to blind to see, what I was doing to me.
The white wolf would come and a deal would go down,
money changed hand's as children played around.
I was to buzy to see, what I was doing to me.
As the day's go by and the white wolf sing's, Ill
close my eyes and hope for a dream of yesterday's
world, not what tomorrow might bring.
The years have sailed by and life now has changed
as the night wolf stand's still but always in range,
of my life you see, that's what its done to me.
The white wolf will come and a deal will go down,
money change hand's as children play around. Now
its plain to see, that he'll come back for me.
These ten black bar's on either side and concrete
wall's that hold my feeling's inside, is home to me.
Now it plain to see, look what he's done for me.
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