I've dreamed of waking up beyond that wall It looks like I might make it after all.
There's a kid in here Reminds me of my son I watch him with the others When they laugh about what they've done.
So many ways To impress one so young The day they let him out of here He's gonna find himself a gun.
I tried to say Tried to make him understand Fear is not respect And it won't make a boy a man Oh, you make mistakes And you make them all again It seems that I offended One of those godforsaken men.
In all these years spent sitting here The last thing that I see Is a baby face With a blade that's made for me.