He'd like to break ya,nPut a gun to your back and try to take ya,nCouldn't run from the facts,nHe gotta make ya,nSuffer cause you love the Name and act profane,nnNever let him hold back ya flame,nYou're better than that, the devil can't change ya,nOn the same level with the disciples of kings,nYour value is never measured by the price of your things.nnYour life is worth more than that,nYour body is built to weather any storm in fact,nWe are never meant for any harm, relax,nSee the stars in Heaven? nYou were born for that.nWhile the angels blowin' horns, cause you're back from the dead,nIn the middle of a war you're trapped in your head.nI'd rather chase the wonder of the light instead,nand keep the pace til the hunger of this child is fed.nnHe'd like to blame ya,nget a hold of your life and try to tame ya.nThe force behind the divorce of all nature,nRunning it's course is the source of all anger.nGot a habit of ignoring the stranger,nNo matter how you have it we are all in danger.nSome will laugh at you, some will call to change ya (?),nsome will blast at ya, yo your drawin' the same blood.nnWalk in these killin' fields,nAbsorbing the pain our children feel,nRestorin' the Name and the Will we yield,nWe join in the same because we will be healed.nAnd we will overcome this depression, and the power we succumb to will shower these blessings.nWhen in the hour of questioning, just remember the flowers and how God dresses them.nnForget what they told ya; love is real, expect it to hold ya.nThe struggle you feel is helping to mold ya,nThis hunger is real and it's felt in the soul.nYa better never let him control ya.nTogether as soldiers forever we'll throw ya,nNever know what will try to over throw ya.nLie to you and (?) you and deny that they know ya.nWho am I if i can't be the person I was created to be?nI write a verse and relate it to me.nOn the subject of worth I hesitated as I painted the scene,nHeavy laden with the pain of a dream the Son's sun.nI'm to blame when refraining to reach for someone, nWe're the same under surf from the dirt we all come,nNo matter where we are from we're still lookin' at one sun.nnHe'd like to break ya,nPut a gun to your back and try to take ya,nCouldn't run from the facts,nHe gotta make ya,nSuffer cause you love the Name and act profane,nnNever let him hold back ya flame,nYou're better than that, the devil can't change ya,nOn the same level with the disciples of kings,nYour value is never measured by the price of your things.nnYour life is worth more than that,nYour body is built to weather any storm in fact,nWe are never meant for any harm, relax,nSee the stars in Heaven? nYou were born for that.nWhile the angels blowin' horns, cause you're back from the dead,nIn the middle of a war you're trapped in your head.nI'd rather chase the wonder of the light instead,nand keep the pace til the hunger of this child is fed.