- cifra
It's been a long time traveling
On roads that lead to nowhere
With hopes and dreams that always rot
Sometimes it takes a prison cell
The tricks and tales that traitors tell
To help you see that freedom is all you've got
If I had to do it over
I'd do it all again
The wind don't cower to powerful men
So lock me up
And sock me up
And throw away the key
Go fuck yourself, you whoreson
'Cause you're through fuckin' with me
You learn the more you live, they say
Don't settle for your love
Opinions are like arseholes
Which everybody's got
So lock me up
And sock me up
And throw away the key
Go fuck yourself, you whoreson
'Cause you're through fuckin' with me
Oh, lock me up
And sock me up
And throw away the key
Go fuck yourself, you whoreson
'Cause you're through fuckin' with me
