Crime for Living کے بول

Crime for Living I am held captive In a frozen state of mind You dropped me off a cliff How could you be so blind I sit here in my room And watch the day go by Your pretty little face makes me wonder why Put me in jail and throw away the key Considered a delinquent of our society Falling into the hands of poverty In a padded room I'm rotting mentally I'm a crime for living in a grown up race All the lame people I have to face Maybe I'll survive before they drop the bomb Or will the world become vietnam Excuse me for living I'm not the perfect one Pointing at my head I hold a loaded gun Looking at your face really makes me sick Ready to destroy you like a bomb I tick