Ricky Hil - Psych Ward Blues

Текст песни

There’s people in the hallway that are locking me down
Locking my soul with a key you might as well throw it away
You won’t hear me I won’t be making a sound
You not the people that I’m concerned with talking to now
I hope that they let me outside tomorrow
I ain’t had a cigarette in six days ahh talk about the sorrow
Watch me speed, smoking weed when I leave here
Honestly, I can’t even eat here
I need to find a way to leave here
Find a way to make it way more easier
I don’t know what I’m doing wrong
I complain about my brain in this song
I ain’t think I’d be here this long
I didn’t think that they would keep me this long
I hope that they let me outside tomorrow
I ain’t had a cigarette in six days ahh talk about the sorrow