كلمات Off The Grid

My sentence is ending like this The hacking and digging with a spoon and a shiv Tunneling inch by inch My strategy hinges on the fact that you've missed Too long coming locked down I'm breaking out Oh, oh, so long Served my days, but now it's coming round Oh, oh, so long Confinement gives birth to reflections I wish I could trade ill-fated decisions My penance has earned these offenses I'm crawling my way to independence Too long coming locked down I'm breaking out Oh, oh, so long Served my days, but now it's coming round Oh, oh, so long (Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait) (Time, time, time, time, time) (Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait) (Time, time, time, time, time) Wait for moonlight Time for searchlights Lay in the shadows preparing for flight Wait for moonlight Time for searchlights Lay and prepare for flight My captors convinced that I'm pinned Down in dependence on the system that fostered An institution of thieves But I live to see The shock in their faces when my cell is empty Too long coming locked down I'm breaking out Oh, oh, so long Served my days, but now it's coming round Oh, oh, so long Too long coming locked down I'm breaking out Oh, oh, so long Served my days, but now it's coming round Oh, oh, so long Oh, oh, so long