So you think you found a way of living
That prevents you losin' any sleep?
Well, my friend, take this that I'm giving
It's your piece of mind you ought to keep
You'll run into trouble, for sure
By living behind a locked door
Will you run the risk of being taunted
By doin' what you wanna do?
Or do you prefer to have your whole life haunted
By the ones who choose to care for you?
Where are their motives, my friend?
Take care your still there at the end
Watch out for winter, it'll bite you with cold
Black spirits tryin' hard to bribe you with gold
Yeah
Would you steal a nickel from a blind man?
Well, right now, do believe you would?
It's not the thought of you doin' it that hurts me, no
It's the mind behind it that's no good
If this is your way, I don't want to know
There's only so far I can go
I won't go no further, not for you or anyone
I have my own ideas of what should be done
What should be done?
What should be done?
What should be done?
What should be done?
What should be done?
What should be done?
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