Death Row - Song
Imagine living on death row,
Now imagine that you did not know.
Through these bars
will form many scars.
Pain and torture they inflict on you,
Sick and broken keep you out of view.
Through these bars
will form many scars.
What on earth am I doing here?
Best behaviour and all my tears.
All the others they come and go,
lay here dying, you are not the show.
Through these bars
will form many scars.
What on earth am I doing here?
Best behaviour and all my tears.
You now realise your time has come,
Still not knowing what the fuck you've done.
No more bars, you're now seeing stars.
No more bars, just a flatlining scar.
What on earth am I doing here?
Best behaviour and all my tears
What on earth am I doing here
Best behaviour,
Where's my saviour?
Best behaviour...
I disappear.....
