This world's got me in its grip,
Ain't no way I can wiggle out.
Sometimes such a crazy place,
Makes you wanna scream and shout.
This world's holding all the keys,
Gotta break it before it breaks me.
Something gotta happen soon,
Something to set us free from this world.
This world.
This world.
This world.
This world's got me on my knees
There was a time when I used to stand tall.
Too many years in the factories,
Scrubbing floors and walls.
Dealers on the corner of every street,
Try to sell me an easy way out.
I ain't buying none of it,
Wanna know what it's all about,this world.
This world.
This world.
This world.
Repeat first verse for third verse.
Latest submission by David Buckwitz,Hazel Park,Michigan