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War Child

Lyrics by Cary Grace. Music by Andy Budge, John Garden, Cary Grace, David Payne, and Steffe Sharpstrings.
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I’ve been to the crossroads;
I shook the hand of Fate.
He said, “I am eternal.”
I said, “You are too late.”
It’s natural selection—
Gonna paint this red town black.
I don’t need the Lord’s protection—
The Devil got my back.

I was born a War Child,
A weapon for the times—
I creep in like a lover,
And I live between the lines.

Brother is a killer,
And sister sings the blues.
I have a thousand faces,
And most of them are true.
I’ll twist you ‘round my fingers
As you spin me through the crowd,
And just when you think you’ve lost me,
I’ll speak my name out loud.

I was born a War Child,
A weapon for the times—
I creep in like a lover, baby,
And I live between the lines.

I have no moral compass
To help you find the way.
I wave no flag in earnest—
It’s just a game to play.
I’ve been to the altar,
I’ve held the relics high—
I did not wear a costume,
But my skin, it was a lie.
I marked you with a letter—
You took it in your stride.
You said that you saw nothing,
But your eyes were open wide.
And the creature of your ashes
Will rise on silent wing,
And even as the shadow falls,
You won’t suspect a thing.

I was born a War Child,
A weapon for the times—
I creep in like a lover, baby,
And I live between the lines.

I was born a War Child,
A weapon for the times—
I’m working undercover, baby,
Gotta read between the lines.

(repeat chorus)

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