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We were arrested on Aberdeen
With empty hands and mouths to feed
So I put my hands up and begged release
And now Julia it seems that our honesty was brief

We were lost when we left our homes
We were high again and we went out to score
I soon found myself at your brother's door
And I'd pondered all the rent
Well I ain't been back there since

I woke up on my hands and knees
The night was cold and I began to see
That I'd pinned myself to another name that had sold me out before
And had never shown remorse

So many years now I've been bought and sold
I told myself I'd take the higher road
So I dressed myself in your brother's clothes
And I walked across his hands
I left nothing up to chance

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