The roads are warring over nonsense
These kids stomping puddles
Cutting gaps in family portraits
Move with caution
Gold fund for coffins
No fun so young
So much stuntin frontin we
Lost another cause
Writing from the corner show
Writing
The world is changing
The rules are not the same
Why my brothers so afraid?
Why my brothers full of hate?
I look around and I see pain
Pain
So much pain
So much pain
Let's stop pretending that everyhtings ok
While my brother ache
Big black shades
we share the bruises that we face
I look around and all i see is pain
So much pain
Chorus
So much pain
Look around
We just take it as it comes
Were dancing in the dark
So much pain
My brother look around you
We just take it as it comes
Were dancing in the dark
So much pain
My sister look around you
We just take it as it comes
Were dancing in the dark
2nd Verse
Demons crawl the highstreet
Demons undercover
Demons walk the corners
Puff your chest and raise your shoulders
Watch your six
The streets are rife with vultures
We've been set up with zero choices
Not many chances
Strip the curtains off the stage
Tell it how it is
Most end up with lives they didn't dream
Close enough ain't good enough with me
Back to sender
I've seen family break piece by piece
I've seen children turn to men
Ive seen men turn to God and needles
I know evil
I know hate
Hate is dancing in your face
Hate will call you brother
Hate will shake your hand
Look around you
You don't have to strain
There's nothing but pain
Nothing but pain
My brother look around you
We just take it as it comes
Were dancing in the dark
So much pain
My brother look around you
We just take it as it comes
We're dancing in the dark
So much pain
My sister look around
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

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Writer(s): Dominic Gordon, Jamaica Smith, Luke Boyd, Philip Constable