The Sheila Divine - Back To The Cradle Lyrics
If you were sent to prisonBut prison was your mindWould you try escapingOr would you do the time?So many hard decisionsProcedures intertwineYou lose communicationWith your friends outside I'd rather have it fatalThen a life unstableBack to the cradleBack to the cradleIts as sick as life can getI know that he can hear meI know he understandsWell god can take your bodyBut the soul, well, no one canI'd rather have it fatalThen a life unstableBack to the cradleBack to the cradleIts as sick as life can getWake up