Well I feel like I've come to the end of a long long road
My body's tired and my mind's got no place to go
The end of the line's where I'm at, 'cos there's nothing left to be
Just a burnt out case, God, the leper and me
Well i feel like I've come to the end of a long long day
The victim of a life that I tried to give away
A prisoner of the isles where there's nothing left to be
Just a burnt out case, God, the leper and me

Well I feel like I've come to the end of a long long road
My body's tired and my mind's got no place to go
The end of the line's where I'm at, 'cos there's nothing left to be
Just a burnt out case, God, the leper and me

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