Electronic - Gangster Lyrics
It's not the way that you would listenOr the way you comb your hairIt's the fact that you are missingHow I feel when you're not thereI went through all the months of JanuaryLocked up in this cellI'd like to be at home, but on my ownI didn't do too wellLook at me, I always get the blameBut I can't even learn to spell my nameI like to read, I like to writeBut where I live I learn to fightSo don't you ever say that we're the sameI don't need a doctor telling me I'm full of juiceIt's not a statement that I'm making, but the plain and simple truthI went through all the months of JanuaryLocked up in my cellI'd like to think of home, when I'm aloneIt doesn't work too well