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God did not die for this American dream

So what makes me think I have the right to be free?

To overlook everything going on

While claiming that this place is not my home

I've buried my head in the sand for too long

Watch the divide grow from the excuses

I've hid my face 'cause it's a broken world

But I can't look away, I'm filled with questions

Why do I sleep?

When everything around me starves and bleeds

And I just keep my eyes blind and clean

Because I choose look away from everything

I am the lost son

I am the lost son

I've seen the bodies burn

Plunge to the ocean floor

I've seen the masses gather

Crying out for a cure

I've watched a gap place itself within the human race

Surely there must be a way out of this

Give me peace

Show me the reasons

I can't comprehend

I don't believe silence is the answer

I've got blood on my hands

I've seen broken lives

Hang on to broken dreams

Reaching out while everything is crumbling

Kingdom come and restore what's been stolen

Take Your place and reform all this chaos

I try to hold on to hope, but some days seem hopeless

Take two steps back to let it all sink in

If Your cross has no place in this

Then I want no part of it

Kingdom come