Soul Prison (An Ode)

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Cuzinleth

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Life stuck inside a soul prison
The whole vision is so vivid
You know if you go out first
There's no gold ribbon (Nope)
'Cause we got told living every day
Opening doors only to have half of them close again
(Yeah)
So now I got my ode written
I was told different
When I was growing in primary school
That I could likely do
Just about anything I'm putting my mind into
Take notes
The media's been filled with the fake quotes (Fake)
They know how the brain copes
White collar man
All marching the city with their tail coats
Getting paid loads
Just to take from the plain folks (Plain)
I could tell you more truths in an eighth note
Wouldn't ever swing like a hinge on a gate post (Nah)
Pay close attention
No discretion
'Cause I dove direct into the same boat
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Like 5:30 AM
I said my brains all fried turning mayhem
Likely to play again
But I'm not liking the way it ends
Wasting my life earning wages
Wasn't up all night screaming Amen
But I pray to God that this day'd end
Someone take my spot
I don't make a lot
But I'll be taking off instead of staying in
Now this an ode to my soul prison
(Yeah)
This an ode to my soul prison
(Said, said, uh)
This an ode to my soul prison
And I got nothing that I owe to my soul prison
But this an ode to my soul prison
I'm on a whole mission
And I ain't missing a lot
I'll give it a shot
But when it's said and done
Its still pissing me off
I mean could you really listen to knobs
On the television
Telling you to sit in a job
From the start of the life till you physically rot
Don't you reckon that is sounds like a bit of a flop
Ripping you off
Taken every bit that you got
I see you sticking all your pennies in a misery box
Living a loss
And not living it large
You got a three bed house with a two car garage
End of the day you're heading down to the bars
For a knock off beer but then its back to the start again
Suits pants and a cardigan
And you're back in the car again
Heading back to the bank with the card again
You got sold by the marketing
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Like 5:30 AM
I said my brains all fried turning mayhem
Likely to play again
But I'm not liking the way it ends
Wasting my life earning wages
Wasn't up all night screaming Amen
But I pray to God that this day'd end
Someone take my spot
I don't make a lot
But I'll be taking off instead of staying in
Now this an ode to my soul prison
(Yeah)
This an ode to my soul prison
(Said, said, uh)
This an ode to my soul prison
And I got nothing that I owe to my soul prison
But this an ode to my soul prison
I'm on a mission

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