Scripture Lyrics

As a turn up the color on my favorite wint to cold this wint blow my mind
I see the kids in the street with not enough to eat ho am I to be blind pretend not to see their need
A summer this regod a broken battle top and a one man soul
They fallow etchather on the way you know cause he got no were to go
These way I want you to know
I am starving with the man in the mirror
I am asking him to tchange his ways
And no massage could been any clerrar
If you wanna make the world a better place take a look to your self and make it change
I been a victim but my selfish can a blood