The roads are warring over nonsense
These kids stomping puddles
Cutting gaps in family portraits
So much stuntin frontin we
Writing from the corner show
The rules are not the same
Why my brothers so afraid?
Why my brothers full of hate?
I look around and I see pain
Let's stop pretending that everyhtings ok
we share the bruises that we face
I look around and all i see is pain
We just take it as it comes
My brother look around you
We just take it as it comes
My sister look around you
We just take it as it comes
Demons crawl the highstreet
Puff your chest and raise your shoulders
The streets are rife with vultures
We've been set up with zero choices
Strip the curtains off the stage
Most end up with lives they didn't dream
Close enough ain't good enough with me
I've seen family break piece by piece
I've seen children turn to men
Ive seen men turn to God and needles
Hate is dancing in your face
Hate will call you brother
Hate will shake your hand
My brother look around you
We just take it as it comes
My brother look around you
We just take it as it comes
We're dancing in the dark
We just take it as it comes
We're dancing in the dark
We're dancing in the dark
We're dancing in the dark
WRITERS
Dominic Gordon, Jamaica Smith, Luke Boyd, Philip Constable