Purge Iii -- Fellow Inmates

No one understands the pain that I stand, The blood in my hands, And all of the sin that my body demands. And God commands me not to do it. And to myself I try to prove it, Its no use, the devil made me do it. He set a trap, I'd fall, he knew it. So many girls so little time, that's what we all have in our minds. Money, power, no misfortune. We all want to believe our cookies fortune. So many issues, so many tears, So little tissues, so little years. We can all relate, in the prison of life. black,or white, get it right, we can ALL relate in the prison of life. For we are all inmates of the prison of life alike.