I took the bottle down Pouring slow I overflow With life, love and strength Awoke the next day A burning ache won't go away It churns inside of me Won't go away It burned a hole of shame I punch the clock in It ticks and tocks But never stops For thirty bucks a day Won't go away The man without a face Won't go away The number by the name I see a chance to break free From all the ties that bind me I call to Jove to watch my way Oh, the shackles of a binded mind And I've been waiting all this time To make my way, to push on through Against the grain The Great Escape The Great Escape