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Unhand me I am not a criminal
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But I've played a guilty part
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In the modern sense that one pretends their life is original
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I wrote a book and I will call it something cynical
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Oooooooo
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The story's slow the hero does not change and if he can then he won't anyway
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Instead his foes and lovers all become identical
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I fled the country
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I thought I'd leave this behind
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But I built the same damn house
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On every acre I could find
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And I tried to fake my own death to shake the devils from my mind
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I said
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Unhand me I am not a criminal
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And if I am I paid the man just let me go
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Soon enough you will be dancing at my funeral