Prison Line (So Lovely) - Elvis Depressedly

You can maim my will to live

And abandon me to time

You can say that I’ve committed

All your imaginary crimes

But I ain’t gonna ride

Your prison line

You can break every single bone

In my body 'til I’m dead

You can turn my words against me

'Til I choke on all I’ve said

But I ain’t gonna lie

In this sick bed

You can tear my thoughts to pieces

Through your rotting, lying teeth

So I’m discussed as a fuck up

By your phony industries

But I ain’t gonna let you

Paint pictures of me

You can hate me for whatever

Illusions are in your mind

You get all your dreams for free

And I have to work for mine

So I ain’t gonna ride your

Prison line