-verse 1-

they're trying to mess with my head, psychologically

telling me my wife is cheating on me

i know he's lying, the picture is clear

i know he's bluffing, yet the lie still pressures me

it reminds me of how weak and helpless i am here

but my faith is strong, i know i will end up outside these walls

behind these bars time took a different definition

the day became an hour, and the minute became a second

i wasn't born to live my life here

i wasn't born to meet my family behind the glass and on the telephone

an m16 in the hand of a soldier wanting to teach you manners

want to defend yourself? heres a life sentence

who cares about us? definitely not my government

definitely not the law that never recognized my rights

you don't need an expert to tell you how dirty their law is

when 40% of my people know what it means to be a political prisoner

sometimes i ask myself why i can't be optimistic..

the plate gets thrown on the floor, its hardly eatable

when i was a child they taught me that prison is for the criminal who wants to harm me

...here my crime is, being born palestinian

the temperature of the floor

lets me know if its september or february
i remember my family, the sky, joy...


as many obstacles they put, i will never forget the seasons
i wont forget 48, i wont forget the massacres...


-chorus-

i will not rot, i know the day is coming

i am not rotting, i know the day is coming

-verse 2-


i ask of god to show me the end of this building
greet the relatives and tell them i still believe in wonders


i could have been a doctor, a singer, an engineer
...but fate is pointing a gun to my head


all my plans are disappearing in front of me
i'm sitting on a chair, handcuffed from the top and the bottom


the bread is hard
mother i feel im getting sick and dizzy

yet my focus is on freedom

im isolated far away and hidden from reality

mother i have a new friend, his name is as mine, and his face is the same as mine

solitary confinement, mother i miss my home

if i die, take all of my stuff
and throw my coffin at the judge


the ghosts of my ancestors are calling
demanding their land, where the prisons are, where their children are suffering


we have to remember the names,
i don't see one drop of justice, all i see is administrative detention


i didn't choose to be here, it wasn't my choice
keep your head up, your life is valuable


their system thought it had everything under control
all of a sudden, a hunger strike began

they thought the human being is hungry and would be greedy for his food
but the human being is only hungry for one thing- the fall of the oppressor


the fall of the oppressor... the fall of the oppressor...

-chorus-


i will not rot, i know the day is coming
i am not rotting, i know the day is coming