Prison City Brigade - Michael David WIlson II

Everyday you play the game
With our lives for greed and pride
Never showing any compassion
What a fucked up situation
Name a price and we abide
Moving forward to no grand prize
When will we all see
Through this fake reality
How many times
How many lies
How many time
How many lies
Michael David Wilson the Second
Michael David Wilson the Second
I know Im not alone
Parlor tricks and cheap charades
Make up your favoritism
In this twisted fucking place
You supply but dont provide
Pulling wool over our eyes
Quantity over safety
Thinking that we dont see
How many times
How many lies
How many time
How many lies
Michael David Wilson the Second
Michael David Wilson the Second
How many times
How many lies
How many times
How many lies
Michael David Wilson the Second
Michael David Wilson the Second

Written by:
EDWARD BERNARD CAVANAUGH

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