Welcome friends to a time of war When dying makes you rich And living makes you poor Safe to say We’re not safe anymore How do we escape When there’s no back door?
Amazing grace how sweet the sound Bring the pleasure. Bring the pain. It all ends the same Complaining there’s nothing to do Forget all your friends When your face is glued
To your tv and tablet and cell phone too You should feel alone You did it on your own Why would a God Hear our cries? We don’t save our own We watch ‘em die
I know I’m guilty The next in line I hate to say it Amazing grace How sweet the sound Bring the pleasure Bring the pain It all ends the same Amazing grace
How sweet the sound You sell your soul You sell your soul Just to walk on broken ground Land of the free home of the brave You think that you’re free Your mind is a slave
Amazing grace How sweet the sound Bring the pleasure Bring the pain It all ends the same
Amazing grace How sweet the sound Sell your soul Sell your soul Just to walk on broken ground
