Crossfire (Remix)
TWINSICK"Crossfire (Remix)" is a song by TWINSICK, released in 2018 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:30 long and contains 49 lines and 304 words.
Lyrics
0:12He'd trade his guns for love
0:14But he's caught in the crossfire
0:17And he keeps wakin' up
0:20But it's not to the sound of birds
0:23The tyranny the violent streets
0:26Deprived of all that we're blessed with
0:28And we can't get enough no
0:32Heaven if you sent us down
0:34So we can build a playground
0:38For the sinners to play as saints
0:40You'd be so proud of what we've made
0:43I hope you got some beds around
0:46'Cause you're the only refuge now
0:49For every mother every child every brother
0:53That's caught in the crossfire
1:04That's caught in the crossfire
1:18I'd trade my luck to know
1:20Why he's caught in the crossfire
1:23And I'm here wakin' up
1:26To the sun and the sound of birds
1:29Society's anxiety
1:31Deprived of all that we're blessed with
1:34We just can't get enough no
1:38Heaven if you sent us down
1:40So we can build a playground
1:43For the sinners to play as saints
1:46You'd be so proud of what we've made
1:49I hope you got some beds around
1:51'Cause you're the only refuge now
1:54For every mother every child every brother
1:59That's caught in the crossfire
2:10That's caught in the crossfire
2:23Can I trust what I'm given
2:26When faith still needs a gun
2:29Whose ammunition justifies the wrong
2:34And I can't see from the backseat
2:37So I'm askin' from above
2:40Can I trust what I'm given even when it cuts
2:46So heaven if you sent us down
2:49So we can build a playground
2:52For the sinners to play as saints
2:55You'd be so proud of what we've made
2:57I hope you got some beds around
3:00'Cause you're the only refuge now
3:03For every mother and every child every brother
3:07That's caught in the crossfire
3:13That's caught in the crossfire
3:18That's caught in the crossfire
3:30Caught on the 'cross
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 we can't get enough no 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'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 And I'm here wakin' up To the sun and the sound of birds Society's anxiety Deprived of all that we're blessed with We just can't get enough no 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'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 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 askin' 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've 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 crossfire That's caught in the crossfire That's caught in the crossfire Caught on the 'cross
Translation
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