I'm Not The Man

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It crawls on his back, won't ever let him be
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Stares at the walls until the cinder blocks can breathe
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His eyes have gone away, escaping over time
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He rules a crowded nation... insi...ide his mind

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He knows that night like his hand, he knows every move he made
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Late shift, the bell that rang, a time card... won't... fade
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10:05 his truck pulled home, 10:05 he climbed his stair
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About the time he was accused of being there

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But I'm not the man
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He goes free as I... wait on the row...
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For the man... to test the rope he'll slip around my... throat...
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   and    silen...   ce me

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On the day he was tried no witness testified
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Nothing but evidence, not... hard to falsify
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His own confession was a prosecutor's prize
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made up of fear, of rage... and of outright lies

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But I'm not the man
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He goes free as the candle vigil glows
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As they... burn my clothes

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As the cro... owd cries... "Hang him... slow!"
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And I...   feel my... blood go... cold...   he goes... free

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Call out the KKK, they're... wild after me
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And with that frenzied look of half-demented zeal
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they'd love to serve me up my... final... meal

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Who'll read my... final rite and... hear my... last... appeal?
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Who... struck this... devil's... deal?