Song Lyrics

Locked up for nothing
Stealing or something
In with this kid
Who seemed normal and quiet
I'm playing poker
And he's two cells over
Cops rush the hall
I saw blood on the wall

Turns out the kid
Had a few bags of heroin
Deep in his stomach
He swallowed a razor
I got some stories
Hey, why don't you write that
Into a song?
Maybe your fans will dig that

Alexander Giannascoli