It's six o'clock in the morning
You know the ghosts are haunting
My heart is like a coffin
When a coffin is wide open

Here in the blood
Here in the noose
Here I am
But, God damn, where are you?

Things will never be this way again

I was a killer before
And I might still be
I've broke horses before
One more probably wouldn't
Even mean much to me

I once was a cage
That held you in

Lyrics submitted by galbreath

Act One (With F. Clemons Hall) song meanings
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