They Found Him A Gun

That young man wants to run
But they found him a gun
Now he shoots and he burns everything down
That young man wants to run
But they found him a gun
Now he shoots and he burns everything down
The trigger, trigger, he pulls, he's a killer, killer, killer
Without a shiver, he rules he's a winner, winner, winner
In that street where he used to run round
All you hear is his name, right now
Labeled just another wast of space
Just a boy, no one knew his face
But that hate that he faced each day
Broke his soul too far for change
Now interviews spread them stereotypes
Like he's just another kid brought up just not right
But nobody's seem him hungry, giving his mum some money
So she could put food in her tummy
Now it seems like he's just another lost boy
But he did this to survive
That young man wants to run
But they found him a gun
Now he shoots and he burns everything down
That young man wants to run
But they found him a gun
Now he shoots and he burns everything down
No way out of this...
You look around for something
Now, no way out of this...
You look around for something
That young man wants to run
But they found him a gun
Now he shoots and he burns everything down
That young man wants to run
But they found him a gun
Now he shoots and he burns everything down