The pin

Back in that cell, again, you’re locked up tight,

Wastin’ your life in the dead of night.

Sendin’ you money, but it’s lost in the dark,

You’re playin’ games, leavin’ us with a mark.

You’re walkin’ a tightrope, balancin’ on thin ice,

One wrong move, and it’ll all pay the price.

Time’s up, sister, no more games,

You’re losin’ us, feelin’ the flames.

Selfish choices, breakin’ our trust,

We’re done, enough’s enough.

You’re tendin’ to your jailhouse crew, like they’re your kin,

But they’re just vultures, lettin’ you rot within.

We’re out here bleedin’, but you turn a blind eye,

Too busy chasin’ your own high.

Every dollar I send, it’s a weight on my soul,

Pullin’ me under, losin’ control.

You’re a storm that never ends, tearin’ us apart,

I’m drawin’ the line, protectin’ my heart.

Time’s up, sister, no more games,

You’re losin’ us, feelin’ the flames.

Selfish choices, breakin’ our trust,

We’re done, enough’s enough.

Shadows are fallin’, the end is near,

Your jailhouse dreams, they disappear.

We’re movin’ on, findin’ our peace,

While you’re left with the beasts.