Текст: Against All Authority. 24 Hour Roadside Resistance. Nothing to Lose.

He's running wild through the streets at night He's got a clip-on Spyderco knife But he's hiding in the shadows by the break of day But it's just for keeping the wolves at bay It's 2am, fucked up again Insane, poking his veins, he's standing in the rain With nothing to lose but everything to gain He's living in the bottle cause he's living with the pain Unwanted and unforgiving He's tired of fighting and he's tired of living here And liberating, it helps him forget the worlds he's hating He's suffocating, the pain can be excruciating Swigging beer with nothin' to fear He's got nothing to lose so he's always winning And now he's waiting, there won't be any negotiating He's got nothing to lose He's been beaten and he's been bruised He's had enough of their institutions He ain't taking anymore of your abuse And all the rules he was told to obey So he hit the street before they put him away They offered him no solutions In a deprogramming youth care center To rid him of his insubordinate ways "You know that boy ain't right" is what you hear his parents say he's got nothing to lose so he don't give a fuck down on the world and down on his luck about shit taking risks in the street throwing bricks he's got nothing to lose but you've drove him to this he's sleeping under the overpass trying hard to forget the past of 1-95 just trying to survive just waiting for the moon to arise