The youth of today, run wild in the streets
They all try to win, in the face of defeat
They still, they kill, they're going straight to hell
They don't hear and they don't see that they're not free
When I walk down these city streets
I see the victims and the casualties
Do they stand, a chance today
In a world that's thrown their away
They race to the grave
Don't want to heal
Don't want to be saved
Abandoned buildings that should be homes
Abandoned children left to roam
Broken families broken dreams
In the night I hear their screams
Can't make your future or kill your past
With a spike in your arm or a shotgun blast
Till you have the strength to look within
You'll be fighting a battle you'll never win
Mortality suffered society said
That money is God and true faith is dead
I see it in their eyes tis life they cannot cope
The system tells them lies, tries to stick us into giving up hope
We're down, we're down, but we're not out
There's still time to find what life's about
Is there a way of telling the troubled youth
That what they see on TV is not always the truth
We're down, we're down, but we're not out
There's till time to find what life's about
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