I have this cell
It lets me escape from my Hell
That I've come to know ever so well

With it I am never alone
This was something I could no longer condone
However now, I am finally able to simone

These people are so blind and inconsiderate
They have lost control of their minds, and have become degenerates
I'm afraid this, they will never find; their motives will never be equivalent

Now all I have is this cell
It makes me feel quite well
Knowing that I will never have to yell
To hear the sound of my knell