Running in the dust - Primal Fear

I’m on my way in a foreign land

The crime rate’s up to 25 percent

Dessident people everywhere

And I can’t find no comfort here

All alone — no one’s there to help me

No control — there’s no one I can trust

Cause they were running in the dust — running

Cause they were running in the dust — running

I’m walking through the streets with a stranger’s look

Their eyes staring at me as the darkness cooks

They ask me for a dollar a gun behind their back

Their faces switch from friendly to attack

All alone — no one’s there to help me

No control — there’s no one I can trust

Cause they were running in the dust — running

Cause they were running in the dust — running

I miss my country, my friends, my family

I will struggle to go home

I’m settled for peace now step out of insanity

But my dream has ended in a blast

Standing here alone in this bloodstained land

As I realized danger’s close at hand

A gunshot kills the sound of silence

An angel’s life has ended up by violence

Cause they were running in the dust — running

Cause they were running in the dust — running

Cause they were running in the dust

Running in the dust

Dust