[Verse 1 Kaden Butler] We are all stuck in our heads Thinking about us instead of them And we hoping to God that the Eagles win But U.S. citizens dont call murder sin Hundreds of people are starving to death In Sudan a cousin ran into trouble and got killed, whats next? Dont know but you, but I am sick of this We go to church and listen to them but do no shit And then we ostracize girls and call them bitch What is up with us, we implicating the terror that we play in games Murder is to guns as guns is to drugs, and then we just try to take the fame But Im crying when I hear another has passed And Im screaming at the kid who just got snatched And a man was there doing nothing but crap Interesting when a big story on the news says it wasnt a trap You kidding me, I saw the kid through my own eyes While you have spent time writing he probably died And now I will wake up and actually try Knelt down by the death bed, you will cry Goodbye Nothing and no one will stop me from change And I will Wake Up, Speak Up Let the words run through my mouth And life them up let us shout Abortion, take the time, absorb it When you conceive, the beginning of new life When you receive, the world becomes so bright Youre deceived, as doc replaces his knife You were not taught between wrong or right So remain in the light and dont lose sight God has blessed you with a miracle Do you really think death is hysterical? Or is it to much, very numerical Then order a fucking cab, go back to clerical The right thing, mother, wife, speak Speak up for your child, I know you feel weak But when the child is born, give it all but a week It will hurt, traveling down the birth canal The head pops out of the vagina
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