Chevelle - To Return Lyrics

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To return to the cold 
It isn’t much fun 
To touch the trees no one has known 
Go rest your head 
Cause you can’t miss this 
Poor boy became 
A slave to use 
Now despair moves in so close 
Too many years free at last 
He didn’t know so learned to speak 
He clears his throat 
Cause you can’t miss this 

(Chorus) 

Poor boy became 
A slave to use 
Rebuild what’s left 
Of this child, so weak 
Sorry, changes, trample the plan 
Death, stores, victims 
Once more 
Keep on burnin’ through the noose 
To return, to the cold 
It isn’t much, but I’m free at last 

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