I hear the cars a-comin'
They're rollin' round the bend
And I think I ain't been outside
Since I don't know when
I'm stuck in my open prison
And time keeps draggin' on
But those cars keep on drivin'
On to their parties and homes

When I was just a baby
My momma told me son
Always be a good boy
Don't ever play online
But I spent a life kept inside
Now I can tell you why
When I see those people have fun
I hang my head and cry

I bet there's nines and tens
Drinkin' in those dives and bars
They're probably drinkin' white claw
And vaping mighty hard
Well I know I had it comin'
I know I can't break free
But those people keep a-movin'
And that's what tortures me

Well if I left my bedroom prison
If I stopped wastin' time
I bet I'd be a little on farther down the line
Far from my open prison
That's where I want to be
And then all those other people
They will want to see me