Lyrics

What the hell is goin' on this time? Vested with prohibitive suits They tell us what is right Good or bad - black or white Is it all just a game? Drug dealing, murder and corruption A mother who stands alone Lives only for her child with hunger and tears Can someone stop this madness? Beware this broken world of a new Exodus? Paradise as hope for the deprived Who risks this step? Who is willing? Too weak to live - too strong to die Born to loose, I'm the opposite of a winner I point the gun at my head...
Writer(s): Allessandro Watts, Gerrit Thomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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