Concrete walls, a metal sink
A cot with a mattress, where I lie and think
Rusty chair, a flickering light
The stale smell of sweat, the chill of night
Two batteries, a paperclip
A cigarette within my grip In this cage where time stands still
I'll spark a flame, I'll smoke until

In this place where hope is rare
And every breath is a silent prayer
I find my peace in a smoky veil
This is how you light a cigarette in jail
When freedom's just a distant dream
And the walls are all you've ever seen
You hold on to what you can inhale
This is how you light a cigarette in jail

I remember the taste of freedom
The sun on my skin, the world at my feet
I had dreams, I had plans, I had a life
Before these walls, before this strife
But I made my bed, now I lie in it
Pay for my sins, minute by minute
In this concrete box, this iron cage
Where I mark the days, slowly turn the page

In this place where hope is rare
And every breath is a silent prayer
I find my peace in a smoky veil
This is how you light a cigarette in jail
When freedom's just a distant dream
And the walls are all you've ever seen
You hold on to what you can inhale
This is how you light a cigarette in jail

Hope is a luxury, few can afford to keep
In this concrete jungle, where the desperate are left to weep
Dreams turn to dust, in the unforgiving sands of time
And the only escape, is a cigarette's fleeting relief

This is how you light a cigarette in jail
This is how you breathe, when life is living hell
When freedom's just a distant dream
And the walls are all you've ever seen
You hold on to what you can inhale
This is how you light a cigarette in jail