Frank Morris

Seven months in the making... making only organized crime.

We'll be masterminds if our dreams will reach the shore.

Another turning point in time tonight when the lights go out.

"Shotgun Freedom" is what they say I'm about.

What I'm about won't matter when I walk out the door.

Familiar faces put on dolls, fashioned raincoats, and handmade tools.

When the evening's ending...

I'm still standing tall!

Surrounded by these loopholed walls.

Any minute I'll begin a ticking time bomb till I run.

Once we're gone, at the sight of the lights out,

Nightfall shades the sun.

We'll put together said and done.

Seven months led the breaking... breaking only rules that apply

In this prison labeled unable to abort.

A reputation redefined tonight at the darkest hour

When the three of us go missing, one is missing out.

He gave little time to a job that needed more.

Familiar faces put on dolls, fashioned raincoats, and handmade tools.

When the evening's ending...

I'm still standing tall!

Surrounded by these loopholed walls.

Any minute I'll begin a ticking time bomb till I run.

Once we're gone, at the sight of the lights out,

Nightfall shades the sun.

We'll put together said and done.

Lights out now, it's half past nine

Up a 30 foot corridor three men climb.

It should have been four, but one man is left behind.

Crawl from the rooftop down to the northern end,

Through the thickest fog to the water's edge,

For the thrilling ride to be never seen again.

Whistles blow on the morning at the sight of the break,

3 empty cells with only decoy faces

Of the ones now known to the other side of the bay.

Victims lost and drowned, or so they say...

Only "presumed dead" but the deadliest way for you to keep your life

Is to let it seem to slip away...

Familiar faces put on dolls, fashioned raincoats, and handmade tools.

When that evening's ending...

I'm still standing tall!

Surrounded by these loopholed walls

From beginning to the end a ticking time bomb on the run.

Now we're gone! At the sight of the lights out,

Nightfall shades the sun.

We'll put together said and done.

Once and for all, surrendered were the broke down walls.

I can't thank them enough for the pleasure of growing old.

We'll move on in a long-lived story that everyone will know.

But the ending's left untold... but the ending's left untold.

But the ending's left untold... but the ending's left untold.