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There came a time when life confound
The very things that held my ground
One black Thursday
A sweet sixteen amphetamine
I used her until she used me
Sweet liberties

No holy roller, bad controller
Could rescue a man from that dark water
that engulfed me
Blocked and caught up, fixed and locked up
That's a prison no man breaks out of
My back against the wall

To the loving hand, to the loving hand
Could you bring back some of my friends?
To the loving hand, to the loving hand
To you I make my amends

There's no lover, there's no cover
I got hit and there I shuddered
My heart was very still
Doc, I've been shot hold me down
Get me out of this scenester town
And you can have my crown

Of a loving hand, to the loving hand
Could you bring back some of my friends?
To the loving, to the loving hand
Could you bring back some of my friends?

I headed west, such a mess
A 26 ounce life better blessed
I fell to my knees
In that cold wind of the Pacific rim
All those bad things I sat in
Until I gave my sin

To the loving hand, to the loving
to you I make my amends
loving hand, to the loving hand
to you I make my amends

My amends, my amends
To the loving hand