We all are...
Hovered by angels, demons at ankles
Trying to take us, attempting to break us
the battles begun, which side are you on?
It's all just a struggle for control of your soul
to lose or to hold
We're here to bring attention to...
The struggling slums, the hustling bums
The nights overrun, knives and guns
Age we're young, experience we're old
life can be cold, crushing and brutal
but faith can soothe you and hopefully show you
we're similar people with similar problems
trying to solve 'em, hoping to make it
What does it take?
To break the addiction, to find what is missing
Unite the division, correct the broke system
But no one is listening to stresses of others
Ignoring the struggles, symptoms of trouble
yes, it's dangerous times, high rates of crime
but innocence dying, people are lying
In streets and not caskets, we should be asking
God gives us grace, how can we be so blind?