Letra da Música: No Place To Run - Resistance 77

A small time crook who likes the buzz
You just can't get enough
Doesn't know what else to do
Nicking cars, robbery, always acting tough

As you get older you cannot change
You can't escape the strife
An image to live up to
Then murder with a knife

No place to run, no place to hide
For all the wrongs that you've done
And all the times you lied