Текст песни Cold Comfort - Caged Tiger

Relentless and intolerant
The young ones are
Growling, twitching
Like a caged tiger

Running from bar to bar
of a social cell
Searching for the gap
to absolute freedom

There is no such crack
But he doesn't suspects it
Society will crush anyone
Who dares to oppose the stream

Distressed, futile
The young ones are
Growing, pushing themselves
Through the dismal reality

A desperate roar from a gaping mouth
A sound of a tiger who gives up the dream
A perception that comes with aging
A knowledge of a worthless youth fantasy