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With your dirty lies
And your mama? crimes
Never giving you reprieve

And your circumstance
Is a sinner's dance
Gotta find what you believe

You've been affected
You lost respect and
And I am wanting out

That nagging voice has come to bite you
Come to fight you
All through the night

There's nowhere to run, there's nowhere to hide
From what's in your mind
It's a ghetto

There's nowhere to run, there's nowhere to hide
From what's in your mind
Better let go

Well they crucify
And you justify
Never giving up your gun

For an empty chance
At a loaded dance
Spinning circles watch them run

Your soul is worn
Your will is torn
There's nothing you won't do

Death to your cries
Your savior's blind cause this state of mind
Who will save you?

There's nowhere to run, there's nowhere to hide
From what's in your mind
It's a ghetto

There's nowhere to run, there's nowhere to hide
It's all in your mind
Better let go

There's nowhere to run, there's nowhere to hide
From what's in your mind
It's a ghetto

There's nowhere to run, there's nowhere to hide
It's all in your mind
You better let go

There's nowhere to run
There's nowhere to hide

There's nowhere to go
Your mind can set you free
There's nowhere to run
Your mind can set you free