crossfire (elephante remix)

he'd trade his guns for love

but he's caught in the crossfire

and he keeps waking up

but it's not to the sound of birds

the tyranny

the violent streets

deprived of all that we're blessed with

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 crossfi-

crossfi-

every mother

every child

for every mother

every child

for every mother

every mother

every brother

that's caught in the crossfi-

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 can 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

and every child

every brother

that's caught in the crossfi-

who's caught in the crossfire

who's caught in the crossfire

i hope you got some beds around

'cause you're the only refuge now

for every mother

and every child

every brother

who's caught on the cross