---

They have no money to live

The mother must work to give

No time to take a look

No time to make a proof

The childs go out on the streets

About friends to meet

Many kicks, steel cuts

The end is named drugs

Run

Run to me

Run

Run to see

Run

Run for your life

In the dark night

Such things can end in prison

That is no good mission

For that we live in lies

Them pay the prize

After some years if they came out

"Prisoners", everyone shouts

But what begun as play

Took them on the wrong way

So gave them a new change

Gave them hope, gave them what they don't have

Work, money, live from a girl

If they have all they can new begin

But there are millions like these

Killer, slayer, the person in beast

Rise up, gave them all you love

Then peace and freedom come back to the world