He got escape and fled
And clever has his instinct
He's crude, doesn't think
Knows nowhere to go
Now he feels cold and hunger
The desperation of not being appreciated
They will take you
Take your stand
They are surrounding
No loophole
Spending nights awake
On dark and cold streets
Gazing at all sides
He knows no tomorrow
Seizes his short time
His life is on the run
They will take you
Take your stand
They are surrounding
No loophole
They already caught you
They surroundend you
It's like a game
A chess game
