Back To The Cradle

If you were sent to prison

But prison was your mind

Would you try escaping?

Or would you do the time?

So many hard decisions

Procedures intertwine

You lose communication

With your friends outside

I'd rather have it fatal

Than a life unstable

Back to the cradle

Back to the cradle

It's as sick as life can get

I know that he can hear me

I know he understands

Well God can take your body

But the soul, well no one can

I'd rather have it fatal

Than a life unstable

Back to the cradle

Back to the cradle

It's as sick as life can get