Prison Camp

Got a letter from the prison camp Very few of us haven't been locked yet We'd rather be caught dead Than rat on any friend Our morals are not like theirs Our rules are not like theirs Our laws are not like theirs But we still care I got a letter from the government I opened it, read it, said that some bullshit charges had been alleged And it'd be best if I just came in So away I went towards the type of time that I'd like to spend Where sentences are controlled by my pen Please accept this apology This'll probably be the last time we speak Our morals are not like theirs Our rules are not like theirs Our laws are not like theirs But we still care Kids don't talk to pigs They'll promise things that won't happen Like safety, freedom, and other myths Pressure builds when you run out of space (Run out of space) The choices you make become mistakes you've made So run fast along as you can Sometimes we need to take some power back The system is an economic trap Sometimes we gotta trap So we don't slip through cracks Our morals are not like theirs Our rules are not like theirs Our laws are not like theirs But we still care Kids don't talk to pigs They'll promise things that won't happen Like safety, freedom, and other myths Our morals are not like theirs Our rules are not like theirs Our laws are not like theirs But we're still here