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Well I'm waiting on the day
When the people walk free to see
When the penitentiary is on fire
When there's no need
To bleed
For your mother or your brother
Or the one that bomes before you whoa
Well I'm waiting on a time when people walk free to see
>From the renitentiary in our mind
When there's no need to bleed
For your father
Or your son
Or the one that you've become
When the penitentiary is on fire
When the penitentiary is on fire
Well I'm waiting on the day   When the people walk free to see   When the penitentiary is on fire   When there's no need   To bleed   For your mother or your brother   Or the one that bomes before you whoa   Well I'm waiting on a time when people walk free to see   >From the renitentiary in our mind   When there's no need to bleed   For your father   Or your son   Or the one that you've become   When the penitentiary is on fire   When the penitentiary is on fire