गाने
Inmate you movin
Gather your shit quick
And keep your fucking mouth shut
In the moment you've worn stripes
You stopped being a human being
But a scumbag
Squat and cough
Play this game of intimidation
I want to see your lack of dignity
Meet your new friends
Murderers, rapists, drug dealers
Get inside the cage
And wait for orders
20 hours
Restrained
Stench of urine
The soothing sound of tyres
Extradition
Goes well and smoothly
30 inmates
Silently, praying for an end
Looking out on
Cars passing by
Every detail
Worth as Mona Lisa
Praying to God
That I am sure is no more
Let it be this one
Last facility
Looking out on
Cars passing by
Every detail
Worth as Mona Lisa
Praying to God
That I am sure is no more
Let it be this one
Last facility
One on one, a few inches away from freedom
Is this somewhat like the march to Golgotha?
But I'm not a saviour here
Chains on my hands
Like the crown of thorns
An aching reminder
That I am still awake
Bulletproof van
That doesn't let me fall down
I can see the sun at dawn
I'm longing for carefree times
Chains on my hands
Like the crown of thorns
An aching reminder
That I am still awake
Bulletproof van
That doesn't let me fall down
I can see the sun at dawn
I'm longing for carefree times
Written by: Hubert Więcek, Szczepan Inglot
