Lyrics

They call this place a farm but no one does no growin We're just markin time on ancient crimes and my age lines keep on showin They keep us old men working for the deeds our young selves done How can I serve three lifetimes if only got the one? I came in vile and virile a punk without remorse Pitchin dimes and crackin wise talked shit till I went horse I spat and smoked and fantasized but I ain't in the throws I'm a threat to society with low testosterone You say I'm as guilty as hell for sure I done some harm My mind is slowly fading like the tattoo on my arm The governor will reject me despite my rugged charm But it's a bitch to realize someday my guts will fertilize this god damn prison farm Sun shines through my window and shoots between the bars For ten thousand days in ten thousand ways I learned to count the hours How'd it be if I were free? Well I got a hunch That it be sweet to sit and eat what I choose for lunch You say I'm as guilty as hell for sure I done some harm My mind is slowly fading like the tattoo on my arm The governor will reject me despite my rugged charm But it's a bitch to realize someday my guts will fertilize this god damn prison farm Word comes down the old mainline that someone's going home He's not walkin out he done checked out and never got parole We're left to build the casket, it's us who digs the grave The preacher's in on a GTA but he swears his soul's been saved You say we're guilty as hell for sure we done some harm Our minds are slowly fading like the tattoos on our arms The governor will reject us despite our rugged charm But it's a bitch to realize someday our guts will fertilize this god damn prison farm I said it's a bitch to realize someday our guts will fertilize this god damn prison farm
Writer(s): Nathaniel Pickering Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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