Sorry For The Bad View

Father:
It's not a cage
It's not a cage
It's just a room without any doors

It's my own way
My way to say
How much I want you to stay

Your silent break
Your silent break
I can't forget your bloody head

Father:
You are my son
Release your silly father
Now I know it was wrong
To put you in my prison
I'm sorry for the bad view.

Gordon:
No social trace
Nno social trace
Is that your mode to show me life.

Your fucking way
Your fucking way
Is like a banging road of crap

My first decay
My first decay
How I enjoy my head to lose

Gordon:
It's such a MESS
What do YOU know about ME?
Brain washed years clough
Like a shitty dream.
You're a JAILOR not my father