Текст песни Profit Prison - 120 Days

Оригинальный текст песни 120 Days

The memories culminate
And how shall I regard my fate?
The specter of a past now gone
That guilt casts its shadow on
A silent place to set my gaze
On the past 120 days

120 days
The room in which I’m forced to stay
For the next 120 days

The echoes have yet to fade
As you know, decisions - they must be made
In the silent place to set my gaze
On the past 120 days
It happened as I knew it would
But that doesn’t do me any good

120 days
The room in which I’m forced to stay
For the next 120 days