Letras
Say you've sought therapy
You claim you will refrain
But your non-apology
Won't end your victims' pain
No change, no difference made
In the motions you go through
The terms of your parole
Were never up to you
You broke through the surface of
A muddy Ohio
Baptized by a crumbling bank
You said you'd sin no more
No change, no difference made
In the motions you go through
The terms of your parole
Were never up to you
Crawl back to say you'll pay it forward
You're sloughing toward
Kentucky doesn't need a savior
No time off for good behavior
They say my friend is dead
But I don't give a fuck
He's a punch-drunk pugilist
No more to dive and duck
No change, no difference made
In the motions you go through
The terms of your parole
Were never up to you