Show me your SOL.

Bare it to me,

I want to see it all.

I want to see your smile and the tears in your eyes.

I want to kiss your scars, rip your chest open – show me your heart.

Lay it all out for me,

I need it on the table.

You don’t have to cower away from me.

Let me see your crimes and be the grand jury.

Let’s do twenty to life.