I should take what's left of this for myself I've had the pieces stripped By long hands feeding small minds
And I never thought that this could come back I failed to do it right And took long strides into the firing line And the less I feel alive the less I feel alive Who lifts the sin from the man?
From the corner of the ring we gave up The optimist had died, leaving the black side to tow the line
[solo]
Who is the sin from the man, who is the sin? Looks like it's gonna be another one of those rainy days again...