This is our home
This is our prison
Depends on how wee see it
Depends how we want to see it
Surrounded by walls
Surrounded by neighbors
And prisoners
Surrounded by walls
No one live a life in the this place
Everyone just exists
Exists and exists
In the suburb
This is our zone
The zone the government built for us
This is our zone
The zone the government built for us
All the children all the old folk look so depressive in this part of town
In the suburb
The way they grow
The way they die
Seems so meanless
But it's part of the puzzle
In a mean system we can't beat
In the suburb we got no balls
In the suburb