A jail cell is freedom from the pain in my home
Hatred passed on , passed on and passed on
A world of violent rage
But it`s one that I can recognize
Having never seen the color of my father`s eyes
Yes, I dwell in hell, but it`s a hell that I can grip
I tried to grip my family
But I slipped
To escape from the pain and an existance mundane
I gotta 9, a sign, a set and now I gotta name
Read my writing on the wall
No one is here to catch me when I fall
But death is on my side
Suicide
A jail cell is freedom from the pain in my home
Hatred passed on , passed on and passed on
A world of violent rage
But it`s one that I can recognize
Having never seen the color of my father`s eyes
Yes, I dwell in hell, but it`s a hell that I can grip
I tried to grip my family
But I slipped
To escape from the pain and an existance mundane
I gotta 9, a sign, a set and now I gotta name
Read my writing on the wall
No one is here to catch me when I fall
Caught between the culture and the system
Genocide
Read my writing on the wall
No one is here to catch me if I fall
If ignorance is bliss
Then knock the smile of my face
If we don`t take action now
We settle for nothing later
We`ll settle for nothing now
And we`ll settle for nothing later