Crossfire (SummitScape Remix) - SummitScape/Stephen.lrc

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[00:25.001]That’s caught in the crossfire
[00:28.001]He’d trade his guns for love
[00:31.001]But he’s caught in the crossfire
[00:35.300]And he keeps wakin’ up
[00:37.300]But it’s not to the sound of birds
[00:41.001]The tyranny, the violent streets
[00:45.001]Deprived of all that we’re blessed with
[00:47.490]And he keeps wakin’ up
[00:49.001]And we can’t get enough, no
[00:51.001]Heaven if you sent us down
[00:54.490]So we could build a playground
[00:59.001]For the sinners to play as saints
[01:02.001]You’d be so proud of what we’ve made
[01:08.001]I hope you got some beds around
[01:11.001]Cause you’re the only refuge now
[01:14.490]For every mother,every child, every brother
[01:20.001]That’s caught in the crossfire
[01:33.001]That’s caught in the crossfire
[01:46.001]I’d trade my luck to know,
[02:02.001]Why he’s caught in the crossfire
[02:05.001]I’d trade my luck to know,
[02:08.490]Why he’s caught in the crossfire
[02:12.001]And I’m here wakin’ up
[02:14.490]To the sun and the sound of birds
[02:31.001]Can I trust what I’m given?
[02:34.490]When faith still needs a gun
[02:38.001]Whose ammunition justifies the wrong?
[02:44.001]And I can’t see from the backseat
[02:47.300]So I’m asking from above
[02:50.001]Can I trust what I’m given,even when it cuts?
[02:58.001]So Heaven if you sent us down
[03:01.001]So we could build a playground
[03:05.001]For the sinners to play as saints
[03:08.001]You’d be so proud of what we made
[03:10.001]I hope you got some beds around
[03:14.001]Cause you’re the only refuge now
[03:17.001]For every mother,every child,every brother
[03:23.001]Who’s caught in the crossfire
[03:36.001]Who’s caught in the crossfire
[03:48.001]Who’s caught in the crossfire
文本歌词
That’s caught in the crossfire
He’d trade his guns for love
But he’s caught in the crossfire
And he keeps wakin’ up
But it’s not to the sound of birds
The tyranny, the violent streets
Deprived of all that we’re blessed with
And he keeps wakin’ up
And we can’t get enough, no
Heaven if you sent us down
So we could build a playground
For the sinners to play as saints
You’d be so proud of what we’ve made
I hope you got some beds around
Cause you’re the only refuge now
For every mother,every child, every brother
That’s caught in the crossfire
That’s caught in the crossfire
I’d trade my luck to know,
Why he’s caught in the crossfire
I’d trade my luck to know,
Why he’s caught in the crossfire
And I’m here wakin’ up
To the sun and the sound of birds
Can I trust what I’m given?
When faith still needs a gun
Whose ammunition justifies the wrong?
And I can’t see from the backseat
So I’m asking from above
Can I trust what I’m given,even when it cuts?
So Heaven if you sent us down
So we could build a playground
For the sinners to play as saints
You’d be so proud of what we made
I hope you got some beds around
Cause you’re the only refuge now
For every mother,every child,every brother
Who’s caught in the crossfire
Who’s caught in the crossfire
Who’s caught in the crossfire