sleep come free me
taylor, james
i've been lying in this dungeon since i was eighteen. ten lonely years of my life taken
i've been living in the pages of a magazine. it breaks my heart to awaken. set me free
set me free. now the state of alabama says i killed a man
the jury reached the same conclusion. i remember i was there with a tire iron in my hand
the rest is all confusion. set me free
set me free. more like an animal and less like a man
what they leave you ain't worth keeping. brother let me tell you
i got a clock with no hands
the only way out is through sleeping. set me free
set me free. you get to where you used to be
it's open to interpretation. just remember your number and abandon your name
and hold on to your name and hold on to your imagination