I Wasn't Born In Prison

Stuck in a rut,
Didn't know what to do,
Looking at sunbeams,
Making fun of me too.

Oh my god,
They've seen it all,
Scratching the walls,
And almost I forgot.

I was there to,
When will you do what you do,
And let me out this here place,
And renew my face.

A bloodsucking monster in disguise of a nice guy,
Trying to find more of this life.

Then you wanted to be sure,
You got close and got hurt.

Where were you when the world ends,
When the sickly romance through,
I will get to you.

They say there's a motel of sin,
But I wouldn't trade my life for the one that you're living,
Because I was always this way,
For as long as I can hardly remember.

When you caught me by surprise,
I had to look into your heartless eyes,
Like the moon they never show,
How it is they'll ever glow,
Without the sun behind them.

Because here's the reason,
For all of my treason,
My awkward sense of freedom.

Because here's the highlight,
Of the deepest darkest lonely night,
I put my five fingers,
On yours,
And tell the whore inside,
That the angel wants to ride a plane.

Cause I wouldn't trade my life for the one that you're living,
I wasn't born in prison.