Jailed
Cut myself open to see if i still feel
I got a feeling all my skin is gonna disappear
Been numb for what feels like awhile a lifetime long ago
And when my lungs stop no one will know
I've lived my lifetime with regret
I feel just like a little kid
The one that you were all so scared to discipline
Surprised we used to be good friends
I fear my world is caving in
You never showed up
Now I wished you did
I feel like I'm living my life in a dream
Chasing all my breath in a penitentiary
I'd like to share these dreams with you
Inside a cell that's made for two
Cause when I'm out there's no me and you
Scratch my face up with your dirty fingernails
I bet the neighbors called the cops to haul me off to jail
No need for sunshine in a cell
I kind of like the way it smells
It's like I've got my own little private hell
I sit here soaking in my sweat
I hope someday you'll soon forget
The way that I would act when I would get too lit
Calling all cars suspects on the run
I hope them boys in blue forget to bring their guns
I feel like I'm living my life in a dream
Chasing all my breath in a penitentiary
I'd like to share these dreams with you
Inside a cell that's made for two
Cause when I'm out there's no me and you
I got a feeling all my skin is gonna disappear
Been numb for what feels like awhile a lifetime long ago
And when my lungs stop no one will know
I've lived my lifetime with regret
I feel just like a little kid
The one that you were all so scared to discipline
Surprised we used to be good friends
I fear my world is caving in
You never showed up
Now I wished you did
I feel like I'm living my life in a dream
Chasing all my breath in a penitentiary
I'd like to share these dreams with you
Inside a cell that's made for two
Cause when I'm out there's no me and you
Scratch my face up with your dirty fingernails
I bet the neighbors called the cops to haul me off to jail
No need for sunshine in a cell
I kind of like the way it smells
It's like I've got my own little private hell
I sit here soaking in my sweat
I hope someday you'll soon forget
The way that I would act when I would get too lit
Calling all cars suspects on the run
I hope them boys in blue forget to bring their guns
I feel like I'm living my life in a dream
Chasing all my breath in a penitentiary
I'd like to share these dreams with you
Inside a cell that's made for two
Cause when I'm out there's no me and you
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Writer(s): Brett Klorer
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