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