كلمات Lost Angels

With dirty feet, he comes down the hill Hood on the head and a gun in his hand Life is worthless and he knows that Customers wait for him and time is money The big ones watch him A step in the wrong direction and he is dead His little heart beats strong in his chest His fate was sealed when he was born Critical situation And the government just standing by How many people will die? Until they take action? Easy money and a king’s life That’s what everyone dreams of But reality is quite different His family will cry on his grave one day Another day is dawning His routine is still the same Till when will it last? Till death meets him on any corner