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I’m surrounded, each doorway covered by at least twenty men
And they’re going to take me and throw me in prison. I ain’t coming back again
When I was younger, handsomer and stronger, I felt like I could do anything
But all of these people making all these faces didn’t seem like my kith and kin
Colin Kincaid from the twelfth grade, I guess you could say he was my best friend
He lived in a big tall house out on Westfall where we would hide when the rain rolled in
We went out one night and took a flashlight
out with these two girls Colin knew from Kenwood Christian
One was named Laurie, that’s what the story said next week in the Guardian...
And when I killed her it was so easy that I wanted to kill her again
I got down on both of my knees and she ain’t coming back again.
Now, with all these cameras focused on my face, you’d think they could see it through my skin
They’re looking for evil, thinking they can trace it, but evil don’t look like anything
And they’re going to take me and throw me in prison. I ain’t coming back again
When I was younger, handsomer and stronger, I felt like I could do anything
But all of these people making all these faces didn’t seem like my kith and kin
Colin Kincaid from the twelfth grade, I guess you could say he was my best friend
He lived in a big tall house out on Westfall where we would hide when the rain rolled in
We went out one night and took a flashlight
out with these two girls Colin knew from Kenwood Christian
One was named Laurie, that’s what the story said next week in the Guardian...
And when I killed her it was so easy that I wanted to kill her again
I got down on both of my knees and she ain’t coming back again.
Now, with all these cameras focused on my face, you’d think they could see it through my skin
They’re looking for evil, thinking they can trace it, but evil don’t look like anything