Sitting in Belmarsh Prison
You ask if I'm doing alright
I'm thinking about how fine it will be to finally be free
I think I'm losing my mind
They won't come for you
Just get on with your day
Freedom of speech until you have something to say
Sitting in Belmarsh Prison
I accused them and I had the proof
They hate and they fear it
They hate when you hear it
They hate me for telling the truth
They won't come for you
Just get on with your day
Freedom of press until you have something to say
Sitting in Belmarsh Prison
I'm trapped in their wicked machine
I want to see my children's faces but not in this place
It's the worst thing I've seen
They won't come for you
Just get on with your day
All that will change when you finally have something to say
Sitting in Belmarsh Prison
I'm 12 years away from the world
I'm trying to face with some dignity and grace
All the lies lies and abuse that they've hurled
They'll come for us all at the end of the day
Freedom is dying so watch what you say