Momma was a fighter
Did we make it
Or did they break us
I'll stand I'll stand
To the pledge of her soul
To jobs and some mouths to feed
Love my neighbors
They're my enemies
I'm on my knees
For my friends who dream
They need to break bread with me
Momma said did you eat
What's a bad religion
What are we all praying for
Hope that we meet again
Oh
Because I can't pray no more
No
It's been too long
It's been too much
I can't stand
I'm on my knees
I'm on my knees