Look at the streets
We are buried alive there
And no one anymore cares
We are buried alive there
And no one anymore cares

This jungle of a city
Where everyone is guilty
Facilities are pretty
But I just ask to kill me

I feel so chilly
My death'll mean nothing
In the place where people rushing, robbing, crushing
No one cares about your life
No one cares 'bout people died
No one cares 'bout you. Despite
You also care not to be knifed

Look how this streets
Make people die
And disappear
This people sights
We are watching the progress
That is going forwards
But destroying our lifes