State Of Mind

Just sittin' in my lonely cell, with my lonely self
And nothin' more than my thoughts and, no one else
I got my cell mate misery he knows me well
He keep me company and help me to, open my mail
And uh, he'll never tell anybody my secrets
That I keep, deep, underneath sheets of refill
Coz, people are lethal like the injection
You can never quite tell, despite the impressions so
I never left screws up in my mind
You wanna search my cell I got, nothin to hide
You wanna frame me, kill me, milk me of my purity
But you keep me chained in maximum security
We're livin' in a world, wild full of wickedness
Where people treated like they're prisoners with no visitors
Every day, but I'm gonna figure out an escape plan
Gotta get up out of this cage man
They say that

Prison is a state of mind
I'm doin' time
Misery is a mate of mine
I heard that

Prison is a state of mind
I'm doin' time
Misery is a mate of mine
They say that

Prison is a state of mind
I'm doin' time
Misery is a mate of mine
It feels like

Prison is a state of mind
I'm doin' time, time, time

Sometimes I feel as if I'm doin' life
But, am I really alive
Or just survivin' inside solitary confinement
In the mind I'm, too scared of thinkin' out side of it
These bars so long I can't tell whose behind it
Shit, I guess I sold myself to the cell
To myself and I told myself that I failed
It's like, my biggest monster is, my own consciousness
Kept calm by his own self confidence
Chained up in the cuffs of his own thoughts
Opportunity rung I hung myself by the phone cord
Keep longin' for more than we hope for
Livin' the paradise thinkin bout jumpin the gold wall
Sit and think in my wrinkled jumpsuit
About my life from the outside as a young dude
I take a blunt spoon out of the lunch room
And try to dig a whole to the old I once knew

Even my brain's in handcuffs



Credits
Writer(s): Tom Scott, Harry Huavi
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