Woke up in a dark old cla**room
You hear the grim teacher speak
This youth that is neglected
The stronger will k** the weak
Now your old friends have betrayed you
And now you know you're on your own
You think that this is nothing new
You always fought alone
Come on put the f**ing gun in your hand
Never stop running
You fellow cla**mates got their targets on you
You can hear them coming
An explosive collar's hanging round your neck
Making sure you won't survive
If you don't follow all the rules
You better try to stay alive
21 kids are dead and gone
You only crack a smile
Soon you will be free again
But only for a very short while
Come on put the f**ing gun in your hand
Never stop running
You fellow cla**mates got their targets on you
You can hear them coming
The B.R. game's all over now
The last day it is here
Your evil teacher takes a bow
The losses were severe
Come on put the f**ing gun in your hand
Never stop running
You fellow cla**mates got their targets on you
You can hear them coming