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These kids trapped in a struggle and
Nowhere to head at night
Head full of trouble is
All that they
Nobody knows the suffering they go through and
You wouldn
Trapped in a struggle and
Nowhere to head at night
Head full of trouble is
All that they
Nobody knows the suffering they go through and
You wouldn
So many songs so many times
The world had to hear so many rhymes
About how life is for stugglers
Minority groups kids with single mothers
Young hommies turn hustlers killing for money
It
In suburbs where family ties are low
And suicide is on the rise oh why
So many die
The mistakes they made can
If they don
Polluting themselves with drugs
On this world lonely so
We as a nation just class them as a waste of space and
If they don
Strip them naked
Put them on the streets and make sure the police hate them and
Feed the public phoney information on the evening news
(Kids may bomb police stations to get at the boys in blue)
This song goes out to the whole justice system
Instead of listening to the kids with problems they just
Tick them off more
Until the kids in prison or is dead before is twenty-four
These kids trapped in a struggle and its
Nowhere to head at night
Head full of trouble is
All that they
Nobody knows they suffering they go through
And you wouldn
You probably heard they news about the fourteen-year-old kid
He went to Woodridge to get a stick but got his neck slit
What you
With all these expectations he just wanted to get wasted
But the mistake he made was fatal
What about my mate who put a rope around his neck
But he choked to death instead
See both of them were trapped in a struggle none of us could comprehend
The younger was in need of weed the other had problems with his head
Now they
Kids dying all the time and leave us asking
And then there is those who run away from home
Live on the streets and chrome
Can
Sit in a zone become known as the local drones
With low vocal tones
They communicate with hopeless groans
Nobody knows that they came from broken homes
Plus to us they
And the pain plagues their brains
They can
Change is all but easy a life of crime is all but nice
Plus life isn
Drugs might not be the answer but who knows wrong from right
When ya parents drink a whole bottles of wine and
Puts a hose in the coke bottle
A lotta the time kids don
It
Can
Think they
Yeah the kids of this time in a whole lotta trouble
If you in trouble jump over the puddle
Somebody out there really loves you
Loves you like you never been loved yeah
Loves you like you
These kids trapped in a struggle and
Nowhere to head at night
Head full of trouble is
All that they
Nobody knows
Nobody knows
These kids trapped in a struggle and
Nowhere to head at night
Head full of trouble is
All that they
Nobody knows the suffering they go through and
You wouldn
Trapped in a struggle and
Nowhere to head at night
Head full of trouble is
All that they
Nobody knows they suffering they go through and
You wouldn
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