Now days it's every man for himself
People just left catching dust on a shelf
We're living in a world full of violence
All of the younger ones sitting in silence
So many people living out on the street
How do they survive when they can't even eat
Everyday little kids are disappearing
Weird sick people always interfering
A prostitute standing on the street corner
I can't help but feel sorry for her
Why are people bothered about growing older
When people are dying fighting as a soldier
Thugs are walking around with blood on their shirt
They don't even care about the people they hurt
They don't have what they want so they take someone elses
Why is everyone so goddamn selfish
Now everywhere, every girl and boy
Is playing with knives instead of toys
All the little kids in the world are screaming
Because now they've got nothing left to believe in
Everyday you hear of murder and rape
So now everyone's walking around full of hate
Women gettin beat by their drunken lovers
Hiding in fear under the covers
When you think of this world and what it's become
You've got to ask yourself, what have you done?
This world is not an awful place
The problem is the human race
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