Victim Of The System

Living in the city where the poverty prevails Sleeping on the side walk you can hear the sirens wail 
Dining with the rats down on 42nd street 
Begging for some money, 
hungry for something to eat 

Wasted and falling through the cracks 
Dying while lying on your back 

Victim of the system 
Freezing by the fire while you're chilling to the bone 
Faceless in the crowd 
And there's no place you call home 

Crazy from the heat and lost in deep despair 
Is there no solution, doesn't anybody care? 
Can't get your feet back on the ground 
Can't you hear your voice, you can't be found 

Victim of the system, there's no place you can go Stranded by your country, left here on your own 

Victim of the system, isn't a pity 

Victim of the system, living in the city 

solo 

Wanted and falling through the cracks 
Dying while lying on your back 
Victim of the system there's no place you can go Left here by your country, left here on your own 

Victim of the system isn't it a pity? 

Victim of the system living in the city