This isn’t a family it’s a prison, you’re a liar and a bully and I’d rather rot in this dumpster than go back!
Some birds aren’t meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright and when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up does rejoice, but still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty now that they’re gone.
The funny thing is, on the outside, I was an honest man, straight as an arrow. I had to come to prison to be a crook.
They’re not gonna put you in jail. They might put me in jail for walking across the street, but you’re a famous white boy. Too many people are making too much money off of you to put you in jail.[to Elvis]