[bad word] to the world my child
It won't greet you with a smile
It won't greet you with it's arms wide open
arms wide open
 [bad word] to the world my friend
It won't greet you with a hand
It won't greet you with it's arms wide open
arms wide open

When everything around is so unfair
You don't know where to hide
You got to make it on your own
At least just try

Now you got to start a revolution from your heart
Now you got to waste,gotta waste your days with grace
Now you got to sing,gotta sing before they cut you in
Now you got to be gotta be what you wanna be
 [bad word] to the battlefield
Could you tell how does it feel?
whe you're all alone in a world so cold
world so cold
 [bad word] to the world my friend
It won't greet you with a hand
It won't greet you with it's arms wide open
arms wide open