Sundown, lockdown
And this is the game where the terrible frown unwelcome guests
Is here to stay tryin' to make this way between us
Empty streets in the city of love
And bodies lying on the truck, waiting to take me far beyond
To the final destination
Feels like doing hard time
It feels like doing hard time
Though I couldn't lead it, nor cry
But it feels like doing hard time
While money lost its value, no more cold hard cash
Wealth is a piece of paper in which you can wipe your ass
Ripping stock off the shelves, only thinking about themselves
Feels like doing hard time
It feels like doing hard time
Though I couldn't lead it, nor cry
But it feels like doing hard time
Too much information, what's right and what's wrong
Sometimes this road seems way too long
I don't know anymore what to do or say
While people's lives fade away
It feels like doing hard time
It feels like doing hard time
Though I couldn't lead it, nor cry
It feels like doing hard time
Feels like doing hard time
It feels like doing hard time
Though I couldn't lead it, nor cry
It feels like doing hard time
