text: Theyre tying a blindfold cross my eyes
  I rest my face down
  Skidding on switchbacks near the sides
  Gonna try to bust out
  Get up, jump out, dont wait, gotta get away
  Hop off, roll down, spring up, live another day
  Sprint on cobblestones past the tracks
  They kept my money and my water
  Don’t wanna run ‘cause I want it back
  But I know I really ought to
  If I dont break away clean
  I might stray from the scene
  Make an escape when it arrives:
  The 555
  They bought my soul for a pile of cash
  Everybody else got paid out
  Theyre closing in I gotta dash
  I gotta find a way out
  Hop off, roll down, spring up, live another day
  Get up, jump out, dont wait