I did my time
Endless days and nights
I paid for my sins
So I could come back
And sin again
I've seen the light
Burning hot and bright
It scorched my skin
Said "fuck that,"
And came back
To sin again
Been running like a convict
Across state lines
Looking for answers
An easy way out
An alibi
Free will for those
Who can afford it
The rest of us be damned
Free, I suppose
With help from your parents
But I can't change who I am
I've got twenty eyes on you
And no place to put my hands
I keep my secrets
Buried beneath us
Under deep soil and stone
Maybe God will save my soul
But in this world I'm an animal
With clothes on
An animal with needs
An Animal was written by Owen (USA).