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Intellectually rigorous
With the things that make us feel
We tell ourselves that we're alright
But it's the numbness that we feel

So bring me back to those good days
I was fine with my old ways
Bring me back to those good days
I was fine with my old ways

And the prisoners still stay
And the prisoners still stay
And the prisoners still stay
Long after the guards went away

[Post-Chorus]
So, let me run in the Black Hills
Let me go on my free will
Let me run in the Black Hills
Let me go on my free will

Self-righteous sensibility
Well, your forefathers never founded me
And it's the same level of a different game
Well, I've got ten gods but my devil's the same

So you can rot in those badlands
I was fine with my own hands
Let ‘em rot in those badlands
I was fine with my own hands

And the prisoners still stay
And the prisoners still stay
And the prisoners still stay
Long after the guards went away

[Post-Chorus]
So, let me run in the Black Hills
Let me go on my free will
Let me run in the Black Hills
Let me go on my free will

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