February
May 2009
I am a man who walks alone And when Im walking a dark road At night or strolling through the park When the light begins to change I sometimes feel a little strange A little anxious when its dark Fea
There's a man going around taking names And he decides who to free and who to blame Everybody won't be treated all the same There'll be a golden ladder reaching down When the Man comes around
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