It starts with visitation,
and like a switch from right to wrong
It always gets to the one of the oldest profession
One day she is going to be somebody's wife
And this happens everywhere
Not enough work in town,
What is here is mine.
You are from there
I am from here.
A fight over everything.
Life is simple like mixing water with juice
Something new comes out
Like people when they mixed.
Take a closer look
Maybe the other dude isn't so bad
His family maybe.
What we are fighter
Touch me the wrong way
And I am a killer.
I like to be respected like everybody
I am a walking bomb
And you don't see it
All I want is peace
All I need is piece
Life was waiting
Just before the began
And I started hating
Right now his is a soldier
Mind and everything taken,
Can't see straight
Because his friend just told him word
that hurt and kill
A life is shared
Like the universe we are in.
We should not tolerate
But look for what's right.
And remember that we were all born to walk or grow.