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Cold hard labor, it's a labor of love |
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Convicted of crimes, the crimes of passion |
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Caught in a chain gang, the chain of fools |
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Solitary confinement, confined by the rules |
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I'm just a prisioner |
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An inmate of love |
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Oh I'm a prisioner |
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Captured by love |
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With no escape |
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No where to go |
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No place to hide |
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Hey, I'm a prisioner! |
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I'm just a prisioner |
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Mending the wounds, the wounds of lament |
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The knife cut deep, deep into my heart |
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The romance is over, my passions remain |
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Still bound to love by this ball and chain |
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I'm just a prisioner |
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An inmate of love |
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Oh I'm a prisioner |
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Captured by love |
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With no escape |
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No where to go |
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No place to hide |
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Hey, I'm a prisioner! |
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I'm just a prisioner |
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Oh I'm a prisioner |
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Hey, I'm a prisioner! |
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Find an escape, a key to the door |
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I gotta get out, can't take anymore |
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Make a clean break, to bury the past |
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I'll shed these chains and be free at last |
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I'm just a prisioner |
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A Prisioner Of Love |
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I'm just a prisioner |
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A Prisioner Of Love |
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Hey, I'm a prisioner |
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I'm just a prisioner |
