If you die, you die
That's how it goes
Eye for an eye
Till the system overthrows
Rivalries that determine
How you'll dream tonight
Win the fight
What's the point?

What's that sound
What's that smell
Don't hate me
I won't tell

The first twenty four hours of life in hell
Are the most volatile, and in your cell
You'll find no help, no hope, no rope
Shoelaces, lighters, bolts and screws
Your peers know what you have to lose
You'll find no drag, no dope, no soap
Wouldn't that be the dream
Let's see if you'll scream
Prove yourself

You can learn to like
But if you don't
Wake up, beat down
Pause and gloat
Now didn't that make life better
If good is good, then bad is bad, we're mad
How does this work?

What's that noise
What just fell
Stash to sell
Makes you well

The first twenty four hours of life in hell
Are the most volatile, and in your cell
You'll find no help, no hope, no rope
Shoelaces, lighters, bolts and screws
Your peers know what you have to lose
You'll find no drag, no dope, no soap
Wouldn't that be the dream
Let's see if you'll scream
Prove yourself

We bred this
We created it
But we cling on to our role
We're innocent, we are clean
We just fund the murder machine
(We bred this
We fed this
We created it
We could imagine this hell hole
But we cling on to our role
We're innocent, we're clean
We just fund the murder machine)

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