Doing Time

I try to live my life free from worldly fetish At times I experience a lot of mental anguish I’m stuck in a mental prison, feeling delusional Imagination running wild, maybe I’m just emotional As if being punished for an unknown crime Living this life became like doing time I’m having countless dreams that don’t make no sense I often lie awake feeling kinda tense Afraid of falling prey to some other rival My broken spirit in this place needs revival As the devil’s lies in our eyes begins to entice Sooner or later we all become his sacrifice, And pay the price of living an ignorant life half the time Can someone please tell me if this is a crime They say that ignorance is bliss, yet the fallacy of the human mind continues to astonish me, coz I just wanna be pure. And on some quiet nights, I can hear a brother scream from the agonizing pain of a sharp shank in his gut, the fallacy of the human mind continues to astonish me, but I just wanna be pure, yes I just wanna be pure. The screams in my head gets louder everyday And I slowly watch my sanity carried away I hear the sounds of prison life across the silent hallways And the footsteps of the guards on every doorway The fallacy of the human mind continues to astonish me, coz I just wanna be pure, yes I just wanna be… me. This day’s black fate like on most dates, brings tears to my eyes as I pay the price, doing my time.