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Cold against my ear
The receiver sings
Penitent in a penitentiary
Pick up, it’s me
Hello, hello
Your father’s house
I thought I’d catch you there
Shaking on the other end
Aware of how scared you are
Pick up, it’s me
A man of god came by and anointed me
Mercifully allowed forgiveness for forgetful eyes
The oil on my head he washed away
On the mattress of my cell
Oh well, oh well
Pick up, it’s me
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