Stare through the window, a cold and empty cell
Recalling all the terror I feel about this night
Time's standing still, my spirit's running low
I'm not afraid to die but I know the end's in sight

Another prisoner trapped inside these walls
Tell me that I'm dreaming, I hear them call my name

Danger! Danger! Breakout! Breakout!
Danger! Danger! Breakout! Breakout!

Sirens screaming out, searchlights burn my eyes
My body's aching, the dogs are on my trail
Tears in my eyes, roadblocks up ahead
Somebody's screaming, the dead men tell no tales

Out on the run, the time's close at hand
Daylight brings the end, I hear them call my name

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Writer(s): Andrew Connell, Corinne Drewery, Martin Jackson