What are you gonna do
When they put a gun in your head
And take from you
Everything you have
Running away
With your thing in a bag
Would you say
That build prison is the only way?
Would you wish
Police could kill´em as skunks?
Is the solutions
To crush the forgotten ones?
They are the ones
We have left behind
They don´t even have a chance
To have a decent life
Things won´t be fine
If you just close your eyes