Trapped

Here it comes again. Don't let it pass you by like the city-bound train. You know it's up to us To lead the way and march toward victory. Standin' on the right side; who knows what's right? Don't look now; seems like we're trapped somehow. I'm not sure if we'll ever make it out of here alive. Don't look now; seems like we're trapped somehow. Time is almost up, but the war has just begun. We're stuck inside a place, And soon we'll have to face the outside world. The anger on the street Begins to raise some heat, and we're almost out of time. --- Trapped - The Living End