[Verse]
A jail cell is freedom from the pain in my home
Hatred passed on, passed on and passed on
A world of violent rage but it's one that I can recognize
Having never seen the color of my father's eyes
Yes, I dwell in hell but it's a hell that I can grip
I tried to grip my family but I slipped
To escape from the pain in an existence mundane
I got a nine, a sign, a set, and now I got a name
[Chorus]
Read my writing on the wall
No one's here to catch me when I fall
Death is on my side
Suicide
[Verse]
A jail cell is freedom from the pain in my home
Hatred passed on, passed on and passed on
A world of violent rage but it's one that I can recognize
Having never seen the color of my father's eyes
Yes, I dwell in hell but it's a hell that I can grip
I tried to grip my family but I slipped
To escape from the pain in an existence mundane
I got a nine, a sign, a set, and now I got a name
A jail cell is freedom from the pain in my home
Hatred passed on, passed on and passed on
A world of violent rage but it's one that I can recognize
Having never seen the color of my father's eyes
Yes, I dwell in hell but it's a hell that I can grip
I tried to grip my family but I slipped
To escape from the pain in an existence mundane
I got a nine, a sign, a set, and now I got a name
[Chorus]
Read my writing on the wall
No one's here to catch me when I fall
Death is on my side
Suicide
[Verse]
A jail cell is freedom from the pain in my home
Hatred passed on, passed on and passed on
A world of violent rage but it's one that I can recognize
Having never seen the color of my father's eyes
Yes, I dwell in hell but it's a hell that I can grip
I tried to grip my family but I slipped
To escape from the pain in an existence mundane
I got a nine, a sign, a set, and now I got a name
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