Die for food, die for money
Give your children little hope to thrive
It's never a shame to be funny
To survive
Try to change something – it's all in vain
‘Cause here the need reigns
Nowhere to run, state’s against you
The corruption never ever dies
You quickly got used to the stencil:
Know your place and live by lies
Always alone
Be weak for the strong
No prospects
No free will
Just a slave
Low and ill
A better future came
Only for you it is the same
A noname
Enjoy this modest celebration of your life
Don’t try to riot, how dare you to think of a strife?
No prospects
No free will
Just a slave
Low and ill
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No Prospects
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