All my friends are locked up,
sitting in a jail cell,
the trouble we get into,
nobody can tell,
im sick of the watch house,
the courts my second home,
but when im with my friends,
im never alone,
im only 15 years old,
i have so long to go,
but ill end up in jail,
im going down so low,
i regret what we do,
because ive now lost you,
and with my friends,
ive lost a few,
what there doing now,
i wont ever know,
there sitting in juvi,
somewhere i dont want to go,
im on strict curfew,
and good behaviour too,
im in fkn custody,
i dont know what to do,
if i muck up at all,
juvi i will go,
but i made a promise,
a promise ill keep,
and thats ill be good,
till my friend gives me a call,
so i cant muck up at all,
i told you ill wait,
dont worry i will,
and even if its many years,
ill be waiting still
