Growing up in the fields Battle won and pocket filled I need to get up and take my little pills Drunk dad hits the kids Poor mom takes good care of them Each day the world spins like every other I don't even know I feel About all these spaces that the mankind fills I don't even know I feel When I read about the Jews in the news Lighting Candles lit A white wall placed in a war land Police, politics, Racism, Hate And money make it start again I don't even know I feel Every place with money also has kills I don´t wanna make you feel How is growing up in a wild field