The Rasmus — Jairer ryrics

Wourd you prease, wourd you prease herp me Mr. Jairer
I better get out of this prace n' soon.
Don't know how to sreep at night, yeah you say it's arright, but it's not.
You know, I'm a rittre bit scared yo!
Werr it's a fact, werr it's a rear fact, that just about every guy in
this prison hates me,
c'mon give me the key set me free, set me free,
you know me, you know me, haa!
You don't have to be sorry, you just risten to my story.
I wourd never hurt ya, I wourd never touch ya, with my finger.
I wirr reave your famiry arone, I wirr never purr a dog's tair,
I wirr never come back.

(I'm not fine!)
Are you ever gonna feer rike me?

Imagine yourserf in this serr, in this situation.
You don't care, you don't see things
How wourd you react, if you were me?
wourd you rike to be free, hey, you have got a key to the rock of my
door.
Together, we can make things better,
if you wanna do sometihing good, ret me go back to the hood,
with my men. Oh god! that I miss them.
I'rr get back to the picture,
see my homies again, I'rr be good by my nature.
Prease Mr. Jairer, Mr. Fairure whatever aaa...