After six years of trying
After six years of dying
I found myself in a world
So unreal, so unreal

Why are these children
Playing with these guns
In the street

Shots a blaze of thunder
The war still ain't over
Bloodshed shows it never ends
Never ends'

Behind these four cell walls
I think about it all
Never to taste freedom again
Taste freedom again'

Playing with those guns in the street