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letra de escape from juniper hills - henry bowers

[spoken]
henry
henry bowers
finish the job

[verse]
the world has a new name, read the news
the name stands for two options and you’re free to choose
to be a drugged-out loonie or a loonie that feels
pure gain and the name is juniper hills
we’re walking ’round, heads in the clouds
“stop jerking around!”
we’re held down, “the medication’s not working”
when the drug wears off you wake up back here again
still a mental patient, all part of their experiment
that is why i’ll barricade myself inside my cell
they be banging on my door like:
“what’s the matter, child? let us in, we have medicine that’ll make you laugh and smile, throw your [?]”
f-ck that, i’d rather die!
and i’m a smart son of a gun, i put your pill under my tongue
then i hurled and spat when you turned your back, son of a gun
to pretend to be sedated, then a fake: “what have you done!?”
and if revenge is sweet, i’ll be the sweetest one under the sun
now listen to me, see your company just ain’t what i wish it would be
i’m hearing voices and they whisper to me
that there’s plenty other fish in the sea
so may i please have your permission to leave?
[hook]
straitjacket, or do you prefer pills?
a life-long vacation at juniper hills
i can hear my bones rattle as they shatter and break
i’m here talking to the moon as i plan my escape

[verse]
sure, i may be sick but tell me, how am i supposed to rehabilitate?
locked in a facility all filled with hate?
i keep to myself, i won’t engage in conversations that i can avoid
certainly, y’all can call me paranoid
but i refuse to move though i do need exercise
see, i’m truly petrified cause my room’s electrified
and the floor is a kinda wet
there’s a devil post-it by the door beside my bed and i’m feeling suicidal
there’s a war inside my head, i’m their human guinea pig
but i’ll win my freedom back, and i’ll win it big
i spend my days day-dreaming ’bout a friendly face
when this place has finally been turned into ashes
my guess is no one would really miss it anyway, strike the matches
once and for all get rid of this madness
still, those fascists try to justify their actions
by claiming “in fact, it’s freedom we practice” (true!)

[hook]
straitjacket, or do you prefer pills?
a life-long vacation at juniper hills
i can hear my bones rattle as they shatter and break
i’m here talking to the moon as i plan my escape
straitjacket, or do you prefer pills?
a life-long vacation at juniper hills
i can hear my bones rattle as they shatter and break
i’m here talking to the moon as i plan my escape

[verse]
so, fellow patient, or should i say “inmates”?
it’s been great knowing you but now i’m going to
have to say goodbye, i’m afraid, or else i’ll die in this place
it does truly wipe the smile off my face
my mental health is in the gutter but i breathe still
my body is the ruin of a temple, time to re-build
it’s never too late to begin, the time is tryin’ to do me in
how long has it been they got me sitting in the looney bin?
i gotta get out but that thought was thought before
i better take out all supporting walls
and i’ll stand and watch all your glory fall
just like that, imma strike back
yeah, i’ll be walking ’round taking names
and i’ll decide who to free and who to blame
everybody won’t be treated all the same
lock my aim as i stalk my prey
mother tell your children not to walk my way
or they’ll wind up confused and locked in institutions
your teens will be filled with morphine
walk around practically dead, or simply strapped to a bed
with electronic devices attached to their heads
and you’ll only stay safe until the cage breaks
and i’m afraid it’ll soon take place in a few minutes
soon finished with this great escape plan of mine
signing out, henry bowers aka: mastermind
[hook]
straitjacket, or do you prefer pills?
a life-long vacation at juniper hills
i can hear my bones rattle as they shatter and break
i’m here talking to the moon as i plan my escape

straitjacket, or do you prefer pills?
a life-long vacation at juniper hills
i can hear my bones rattle as they shatter and break
i’m here talking to the moon as i plan my escape

henry, k!ll them all
henry, k!ll them, k!ll them
k!ll them all, k!ll them all, k!ll them all
k!ll them all, k!ll them all, k!ll them all

- henry bowers

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