Texty: Slick Shoes. Five O Grind.

Binded hands and a restrained mouth
Will I ever get out of this prison that I call my room
And now I'm carried by my dreams
As foolish as it seems, you'll never change me

Another useless night
I guess I'll be alright
As long as you stay here
More time not spent
My trouble never ends

I keep on thinking of you
Sometimes I'm wrong
I just wanna write you songs
Helping my brothers out
Sometimes I can't help but shout