This world of ours

Things has started when I am young
My father used to beat-up my mother
My sister and I will always run for our lives
Today here I am tromadused and scared
And my girlfriend beat me up like my father used to do to my mother!
And I am not scared, but I am afraid
Because jail is going to be my second home.

If this is life we choose to live
Our future will be destroyed by our behaviour
And our next generation will eat one another
And our land will be gone for nothing
Because we are the nation of the blood.