F Fm C D F Fm We're born in a prision, raised in a prision F F7 Send to a prision called school, A# A#m We cry in a prision, We love in a prision, F G We dream in a prision, like fools. A F#m Wood becomes a flute when it's loved, D E reach for yourself and your battered mates. A F#m Mirror becomes a razor when it's broken, D E Look in the mirror and see your shattered fate. F Fm C D We live with no reason, kicked round for no reason, Thrown out without reason like tools. Work in a prison and hate in a prison And die in a prison as a rule. Wood becomes a flute when it's loved, reach for yourself and your battered mates. Mirror becomes a razor when it's broken, Look in the mirror and see your shattered fate. We live in a prison among judges and wardens And wait for no reason or use We laugh in a prision, go through all four seasons And die with no vision or truth Wood becomes a flute when it's loved, reach for yourself and your battered mates. Mirror becomes a razor when it's broken, Look in the mirror and see your shattered fate. F Fm C D