Lost My Way Plan B (UK)

[Hook x2]
Lost my way, fell down a hole
No-one's gonna come and save my soul
Lost my way, no going back
I'm stuck right here, and that is that

[Verse 1]
Look around this manor and all you'll 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 isn't all as black and white as it seems
They're all some way enslaved and their circumstances
Shape the way the behave in their battle on the street
That's why these kids ain't got no hope
Walking round their estates thinking "this is it"
They ain't ever getting 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 out there really exist
Cause they've 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, and sell drugs
Ain't afraid to put a couple of slugs in you if you say something
They aren't all that way but you don't care either way
To you they're all the same, just a bunch of fucking