The Prisoner Song (feat. Johanna Warren)

Drinking blood from the stomp of a prison guard

That I just chopped up

That used to be freedom to me

Watching my cell-mate cry

As I spray hot piss in his gouged out eyes

That used to be freedom to me

But now it's plain to see

The prison was inside of me

And I was really pissing in my own gouged out eyes

And freedom is what happens when you finally take off

Your prisoner disguise