This is my letter from the gulag
Might have thought the wrong thoughts
But I bled as red as you did
Child of the future
I hope you're still human
But that's just the ignorance in me
I was a product of my time
That's why I do my time
Guilty of been right
Guilty of been what?
We're all guilty of some shit
That we're glad is out of sight
I never claimed to be perfect
Or polite
Or clean
But I was right
I never claimed to be holy
Or pure
I wasn't spotless
But I was right
I never claimed to be perfect
Or polite
Or clean
But I was right
I never claimed to be holy
Or pure
I wasn't spotless
But I was right
We lived no better than the cro-mag
Allegiance to a false flag
A ball gag or a body bag
Like crabs we all just crawled back
For saints we had celebrities
Took pills to cure the enmity
And swallowed them
And maybe we'll be free
I was born out of time
And I stepped out of line
Hid the secret from my self
But they found it in my mind
Couldn't hide it
I was blinded
And now I'm crying in this cell where I will die
My child
I never claimed to be perfect
Or polite
Or clean
But I was right
I never claimed to be holy
Or pure
I wasn't spotless
But I was right
I never claimed to be perfect
I never claimed to be perfect
I never claimed to be perfect
And I was right
I never claimed to be holy
Or pure
I wasn't spotless
But I was right, I was right
I never claimed to be perfect
Or polite
Or clean
But I was right, I was right
I never claimed to be perfect
Or polite
Or clean
But I was right
I never claimed to be holy
Or pure
I wasn't spotless
But I was right
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