Passion Of The Christ

(There's) too many people, too many dying Too many lying, too many crying (There's) too many voices, so little choices At night I lie awake, feels like heartache Feels like heartache, how long will the night take How long will the night take, it feels like heartache The night has come, they say I rise crime rate [?] can't wait I rise my fist the thunder break through Make a wish who will you run to (There's) too many prisons taking away from family Too many reasons to lose your sanity I lie awake and let the visions take me Think of life and how it tried to break me Had no choice, had to settle Hear a voice now they burn from metal There's too many shouts and they call it treason Can't relate and hate without reason (There's) too many guns, pray for God to come quick He doesn't come, my God is real sick