There's a time, there's a place
It seems familiar now but not the face
The eyes are mean, without a soul
I find myself looking up from a down a hole
Reason skips me, see through eyes of red
Pumpin' my heart, pounding my head
My senses are shell-shocked, hanging in a net
I guess I walked straight into a fist of regret
Regret, regret
I walked into a fist of regret
The agony, the ecstasy, I feel I've had it all
But now I'm standing tall, gotta' keep on goin'
Else I won't see tomorrow
I guess I'll have to keep my bruises
And be known as the one who loses
Stopped in my tracks
The anchors on all my motivation gone
Pick it up, lay it down
An' promise that I'll be a good hound
We gotta' keep on goin'
Else we won't see no tomorrow
My memory's still intact
Just my should that's been ransacked

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