On My Way Exodus

Strapped down and i'm buckled in
Got a rusty revolver that clings to my skin
I may not be clever, i may not be wise
But i'm someone you can't deny
Bags are packed and i'm out the poor
You can beg to stay but i won't say no more
I've never been better, never so sure 'til i ran out the door
On my way out, time has come now - i am moving on
On my way now, to a new ground - i am moving on
Now i'm off running down a dream
But it's never so perfect or quite as it seems
I drank my opinion, gambled my pride
Pushing my own life aside
Still i never stopped though i new i should
Cause a dead-end is somewhere you end up for good
Left with my conscience, left for my own, locked up all alone
Why can't i let you go?
Still, i won't come back, i won't come back no more