Artist: Plan B Album: Ill Manors Song: Lost My Way Typed by: jostmatt at bluewin dot ch Lost my way, fell down a hole No one's gonna come and save my soul Lost my way, no goin back I'm stuck right here, and that is that Look around this manor and all you will see Is ill mannered people Iller mannered than the illest mannered person You've ever met in your manor Or are ever likely to meet In any manor, cause this manor's deep You judge them on the life that they lead But then it's not all as black and white as it seems They're all in some way enslaved and their circumstances Shape the way they behave in the battle on the street That's why these kids ain't got no hope Walkin round their estates thinkin this is it They ain't ever gettin out and it's no joke Probably is the best of life they're ever gonna get They don't believe they can succeed Or the opportunities you say are there really exist Cause they been told every day from the minute they were born By their fucked up parents that they ain't shit Mum and dad never made nothing of themselves Nah, so why the hell are they gonna? School's a waste of time, they're only gonna fail Their older brother went to jail, why ain't they gonna? I mean they hang with thugs, they sell drugs Ain't afraid to put a couple of slugs in you if you say somethin They aren't all that way but you don't care either way To you they're all the same, just a bunch of fuckin Youths that are out everyday Workin for the devil's pay The young souls that went astray Listen and you hear them say Lost my way, fell down a hole No one's gonna come and save my soul Lost my way, no goin back I'm stuck right here, and that is that God said, 'Let there be light', created Adam and Eve Then He gave 'em eyes and told them both to believe In something they would never actually physically see Then the devil came along and planted a seed And doubt started growin from the ground like trees Right up to the sky so profoundly seen To be the only thing in this life that wasn't a dream Made from stone, steel and iron beams The council blocks, they're defiantly mean And bullied the sky so everybody could see Some birds are caged and will never be free And gradually people began to change their beliefs Until God was nothing more than just a fictional bein The worship of money merged all colours and creed Into one true religion that was driven by greed Corporate machines tryina sell you shit you don't need On the television and the ad breaks in between Until people only cared about material things Not lives of other fellow human beings And I'm guilty of it too, or so it seems I've Lost my way, fell down a hole No one's gonna come and save my soul Lost my way, no goin back I'm stuck right here, and that is that If you don't believe if something then you'll fall for anything (And if that happens then you've lost your way) Don't believe if something then you'll fall for anything Fall for anything, fall for anything