She had just turned eighteen
Her parents thought she was in bed
But she'd sneaked through the window
To hang out with her friends
She knew that they were wild
But she felt so confined
Final year of high school
And was in her bed by nine
She thought they were just kidding
When they said let's rob this place
Terrified... staring at the gun
Pointed in the young man's face
~~~*Chorus*~~~
And her mind screamed
Lord...
What have I done
This isn't what I wanted
This isn't any fun
Please take me back home
God let me sleep and dream
But the gun went off
And her mind screamed
~~*~~
The judge did not go easy
Her parents hung their heads
She had chosen poorly
And a young man was dead
They locked her up with criminals
With no regard for what is right
Confinement was defined...
This nightmare was her life
~~~*2nd Chorus*~~~
And her mind screamed
Lord...
What have I done
This isn't what I wanted
This isn't any fun
Please take me back home
God let me sleep and dream
The gun echoes
And her mind screams
~~*~~
She walked out into the sunshine
But inside her...she felt cold
Her parents were waiting for her
When did they get so old
Oh, Lord they held her
Couldn't hide their tears
Left in that cell the echoes
Of a gun and wasted years
~~~*Final Chorus*~~~
And her mind screamed
Lord ...
What's done is done
It wasn't what I wanted
But I just couldn't run
I am going home now
Please reset my dreams
I didn't pull the trigger
But my mind screams
~~*~~
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