Prison personality
slowly croses over,
sneaking behind my back,
trying to take over.
Prison personality,
picking up the flesh.
scatterring it with a knife,
shortning out my breath.
it smothers me with no fear.
I am oblivious with no frontiers.
I try to disappear...
into my
Prison personality
I pick up a gun.
I try to resist.
but it's so much fun!
to kill the customers
and break the windows.
to run with the money
and an adrenalline rush!
Prison personality
I'm on my way.
I know I'll get caught.
but it's just another day.
It smothers me with no fear.
I am oblivious with no frontiers.
I try to disappear...
Disappear.