Текст: Fun Lovin Criminals. Loco. My Sin.

Within this box there is a gift
And with this cane I concentrate
And with these shoes I go flying
'Til the demons all wake up and come to grips

And I take my sins
Down to the street
To be judged
And then I'll let it go

And I take my sins
Down to the street
To be judged
And then I'll let it go

The water's blue and rushes past me
And through the clouds I will lament
And if I call, I will deliver
Or crack my head on the cement

And I take my sins
Down to the street
To be judged
And then I'll let it go

And I take my sins
Down to the street
To be judged
And then I'll let it go

Yeah, I'll let it go

And I take my sins
Down to the street
To be judged
And then I'll let it go

And I take my sins
Down to the street
To be judged
And then I'll let it go

Yeah, let it go now