Prisoners

All of the prisoners serving life sentences
Wait for the earth to suddenly shake
For the walls to somehow suddenly come crumbling, tumbling, and
For the bars to somehow magically break

Aw, there's nothing wrong with them
That a thousand bucks can't fix
That a thousand arms can't hold down.
in the ground, they're tattooing the stones with
Cusses like cavemen—yo' momma was here

But they want to run through the air with no barriers or obstacles
Gunmen or guard dogs or priests
And to rise from the mud and start over and over
With the people all dead

Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah
If Hans Christian Andersen could've had his way with me
Then none of this shit would have ever gone down...
in my cell, I'm tattooing myself with
Mermaids and swallows, and though I do swallow
My mama thinks I'm grown, but I'm really still little and.
Someday I will remember
Someday I will remember
Someday I will remember