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I heard you're having trouble in St. Louis
From the look of it, it seems you kinda blew it
Well, how could I grow tired of being useless?
When the more I work, the more I seem to lose it
This could be the life inside of you
This could be the life
Please God, I never really wanted you to stop
I know prison is so much less forgiving then I thought
And then I thought
Are you growing tired of my excuses?
They're the only thing I have to get me through this
Well, it's like you said five years ago
The more you live, the more you should know
That's how it's supposed to go
Oh, this could be the life inside of you
This could be the life
Please God, I never really wanted you to stop
I know prison is so much less forgiving then I thought
And then I thought
So are you having trouble in St. Louis?
From the look of it, I'd say you really blew it
Blew it
So, please God, I never really wanted you to stop
I know prison is so much less forgiving then I thought
Then I said, please God, I never really wanted you to stop
I know prison is so much less forgiving then I thought
Then I thought