Broken Sons

We Say We Want To Change The World, But We Love Like It's Some Kind Of Chore.
There's A Space Between Us. It Seems Like We Just Live To Please Ourselves, Nothing More.
We've Grown So Far Apart, But We Live Like Nothing's Wrong.
And You're Preaching Judgment, Breeding Hatred,
Falling From My Arms My Broken Sons.
Stop And Listen. Who's The Enemy? We Can't Stand As Broken Parts.
We Proclaim Love, But We Live Like Devils. When Did Our Lives Become An Example To Judge.
So Join Me In This Body. One Love, One Truth. Burn The Enemy.
If We Could Be The People We're Meant To Be, How Many Would We Reach?
Show Love Through Unity. Assemble For The Truly Free.