Draw a fucking line.
Stop. Name a price. Pack. Escape.
Friends...
I’ve left you behind
I got a better deal
I did a thing
I left my life for a while
Things look different from here
Clear
Listen up.
Some of you are selling away your life cheap
I know you can feel it
I used to feel it too
Stop. Name a price. Pack. Escape.
There is no more time.
Believe me
Your life depends on it
- former prisoner
