Straitjacket Symphony

Lyrics

Your arms are wrapped around your chest,
humiliating, frustrating, degrading.
You are the asylum guest,
your last hope is fading.
Struggle as hard as you can,
you will not break free in a million years,
accept your fate, be a man!
You would be long gone before it tears,
The padded cell is very small,
a confined basement space,
with thick paddings on every wall,
helplessness shows its face.
One can see your knuckles,
trying to escape those sleeves,
far away from the back buckles,
Straitjackets are freedom thieves.
The Straitjacket is secure by design,
its just a matter of hours,
while your confidence will decline.
All before you lost their powers.
The crotch straps sits tight,
Your torso is a canvas cocoon,
all helpless trough the night.
And its not even noon.
The Straitjacket is unforgiving,
doesn't let you go,
it does bondage for a living.
It keeps your anger low.
You really can't do shit,
Insane like you are,
can't use your fingers not a bit,
you will not get very far.
If you think you are tough,
you can't escape out of this restraint,
the Jacket will get very rough,
'cause the Straitjacket will always win, and you ain't.