We are all little sinners who want no harm.
We are behind bars,
Even though we are supposed to become normal.
Every morning, every night,
Tablets are brought to us.
The other day someone said too much,
At 1000V he was quiet again.
We can see through the bars,
The ones outside also have a spider.
They built their own institution.
Your food is also defrosted in the pan,
In the pan