Mix Tapes/cellmates Lyrics - Rocky Votolato

I am a prisoner in the sunlight 

You are my cellmate in the darkness 

There's a box full of mix tapes with titles you came up with 

They can show us where we came from but not how to get back there 

Listening to the songs can't heal my broken fingers 

It's just weight for the anchor to keep your ship here 

Goldfish crackers in a zip-lock bag 

In a gas station garbage can 

I'm filling up this evening so I won't have to at 6am 

On my way into work but that could have been me 

Working behind that counter on the curb there smoking 

We're really not that different just a few steps from exploding 

Now I'm serving time 

'Till I've earned the right 

To go back to the place where we started from 

Now I'm serving time 

'Till I've earned the right 

Baby I swear one day we'll get the money straight 

I am a prisoner in the sunlight 

You are my cellmate in the darkness 

I just hope I wake up before this streetlight changes 

You know this world is eating him alive 

But you just can't find the metaphor to describe 

The bottle of pills and the emptiness in the soft light