Prison Tats, Dogs of War

If you ever stop to try and wonder why

You won't succumb to needles in your eyes

The guilt and all the shit

Like a massive bag of bricks

Just take it down and throw it in the fire

If you ever try and put me on your back

Making up for every quality I lack

Well I hope you'll put me down

Just make sure I've got my crown

Carry on and never coming back