Shy guy

Bricks are on the street
Windows are dropped by the fire burning heat
Pistol shots ring out in the night
I'm standing right away from the streetfight
Cars and trash vans are in a burn
And here on this place is no love to earn
Smoke is spreading allover the place
And I keep on going my longsome way

I dont' really know what's up
Plastic bullets are shotted right into the mob
The violence get out of hand
Now I'm the target of the water cannon and
Shit, there is young peoples blood
And charity is buried in the mud
I change my mind and take a fistfull of stones
Throw it against (the) police to break all their bones

I forget my name, forget who I am
Start to hit this fucking police man
I have to fullfil my secret mission
In this world of pain and racism
Blood on his face:
Blood on my shirt:


SHY GUY dont mess around with me
SHY GUY shut your fucking mouth