If you were sent to prison But prison was your mind Would you try escaping Or would you do the time? So many hard decisions Procedures intertwine You lose communication With your friends outside I'd rather have it fatal Then a life unstable Back to the cradle Back to the cradle Its as sick as life can get I know that he can hear me I know he understands Well god can take your body But the soul, well, no one can I'd rather have it fatal Then a life unstable Back to the cradle Back to the cradle Its as sick as life can get Wake up