[Verse 1: B. Cooper]

Looking through my window, they say the grass is greener on the other side

Me, I’m just trying to find a fence that I can climb

Can’t handle the truth, so we choose to live a lie

And take another shot to ease the pain, as our livers die

It’s like we live our lives backwards

Movies are a reflection, that makes us the actors

Director yells cut, dismisses the cast

We still long for the lights, cameras, and action

Satisfaction, me, I am sick of being stranded

A million miles from anything, not the way I planned it

Tried to float above my problems on a plane, can’t land it

I guess I’m stuck playing the cards I’m handed

Not aware, that I’ve got the whole deck, this is solitaire

Me against the world, on four flats and I ain’t got a spare

Not a care, until I realized I am not alone

We’ve got a home, just had to point to the throne that got us there

[Verse 2: Tony Tillman]

I see a man counting money til’ his thumb sore, sitting on a dead throne

Living sleepy hollow, his horse is high and his head gone

He say all he want is more automobiles and better homes

But his heart ain't satisfied with living on bread alone

And u can't teach him nothing cause he’s a class up

Upper class treating one dollar bills like bad luck

Flashy for attention people say he got his cash up

His soul is empty, guess that's why he like to be gassed up

That's the alternate me that's high as Denali

In a different dimension standing on a column too highly

Like if I had the chance would I sell out for a new Audi

Or go to sleep on God just to wake up in a Bugatti

These are questions that I’m asking when I trip over folly

Or I'm floating on pride like I'm sitting on a dolly

Without God my heart is not as modest, gifted and Godly

Take Him out and you'll see a hole like it's been hit with the shotty

Bang!

[Verse 3: Andale']

I’m in a city considered the inner city all my neighbors bang

A bunch of 80’s babies born around the same time Reagan came

To be flyer than a paper plane or sharp as a gator’s fang

They’ll storm up in your place take ya chain sell it quick to make it rain

Standing under trees for fun, I’m saying this is a shady game

Bonding with this homeless man, we bow our heads and pray for change

The Prince of Peace provided my inner calm

So this booth is like my intercom

My message through the speaker “sinners come”

It’s never too latethe connection you severed

He’s there to repair with new faith so tell the devil to skate

See where these challenges, challenge us

There’s champions and there’s challengers

Either stand as a man, or quit now, sit down and flip calendars

Watch the time pass, No Way, it’s time to stand on Him

And not these prosthetic limbs, that foundation’s fake

Don’t sell your faith, to buy a set of rims

This speaks to you, don’t it

This world is empty without Him

It’s just me, B.C., and Tony, we gone