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I apologize
That your memory serves you more than I can now
You'll have to make sense of my life somehow
Yeah, somehow

Well, I close my eyes
Remove each piece of armor one by one
Inhale this moment deep into my lungs
Make amends for all I've done

All of my devils are free at last
And all my secrets revealed
And your permission is all I
Need to heal

Well how long have I
Been sitting here, I must have drifted off
I cannot finish any of my thoughts
Forgive me for my wayward shot

All of my devils are free at last
And all my secrets revealed
And your permission is all I
Need to heal

I wake up in the morning, and it comes back to you
I breathe in I breathe out, it comes back to you
I stare up at the ceiling, and it comes back to you
I step out my front door, and it comes back to you
The end of my driveway, it comes back to you
Brakelights on the highway, it comes back to you
I could die in Los Angeles.
It would come back to you.

All of my devils, they are free at last, oh
And all my secrets are revealed, yeah
And your permission is all that I,
I need to feel
All of my devils, they are free at last, oh
And all my secrets are revealed, yes they are
And your permission is all that I
Need.
I apologize    That your memory serves you more than I can now   You'll have to make sense of my life somehow   Yeah, somehow      Well, I close my eyes   Remove each piece of armor one by one   Inhale this moment deep into my lungs   Make amends for all I've done      All of my devils are free at last   And all my secrets revealed   And your permission is all I   Need to heal      Well how long have I   Been sitting here, I must have drifted off   I cannot finish any of my thoughts   Forgive me for my wayward shot      All of my devils are free at last   And all my secrets revealed   And your permission is all I   Need to heal      I wake up in the morning, and it comes back to you   I breathe in I breathe out, it comes back to you   I stare up at the ceiling, and it comes back to you   I step out my front door, and it comes back to you   The end of my driveway, it comes back to you   Brakelights on the highway, it comes back to you   I could die in Los Angeles.   It would come back to you.      All of my devils, they are free at last, oh   And all my secrets are revealed, yeah   And your permission is all that I,   I need to feel   All of my devils, they are free at last, oh   And all my secrets are revealed, yes they are   And your permission is all that I   Need.
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