I know it's hard to believe but part of me was scared to leave

They were so concerned with what I deserved 

They never thought about what I'd need

And I know my friends from high school 

Are dropping my name because they think it's so cool

That I'm caught in a cage match run by the state

With middle-aged men whispering softly about rape

Where does this leave me, where should I go

Trapped with worse evils than I've ever known

Think of what you had seen when you were sixteen

Then think of me



Now I'm just a guy who's got half his time to go

If good behavior means a two-year show

Other cons are talking about me now they call me the kid

And the judge who sent me up made a good impression

For the next election

But what the media won't say is even with my freedom

I still wouldn't be old enough to vote against him

Some nights all I could do is sit and cry

Is this what they want or do they want me to die?

If that's the case, spark up the chair, tape up my face

Kill me right here, because I can't take this living in fear

And what I'm getting out of this has never made itself clear

As a free man I've had to fight what it taught me

Paranoia and constant bigotry

A mind-set designed and provided just to hold me down

Where respect came only through intimidation

So I'm always expecting a confrontation

Apparently this is what they call rehabilitation.