Lyrics There but for the Grace of God - Machine

There but for the Grace of God

What is a man that stays true to the game
but has to cheat a little to get by
well thatand’s a person that i know too well
donand’t want to know but i donand’t have to ask why
everyone like a loaded gun
you want some shit.
iand’ll fuckinand' pound you, son
donand’t need a reason, pain iand’m feelinand'
i gotta vent or else i blow inside
Introspection, termination
canand’t tell right from wrong
fed up with this whole system
itand’s gone on far too long
You tell a thousand lies been told a thousand times
your words we hear but we cannot sympathize
thousand lies been told a thousand times
hard as nails the power to survive
What s a man that stays true to the game
but canand’t believe some of the things he sees
angerand’s a gift and i wonand’t be kept down
in poverty there is no democracy
used needle and a crack vile
a broken bottle and a bullet shell
this urban life is so volatile
an inner city or a concrete hell
Introspection, termination
canand’t tell right from wrong
fed up with this whole system
itand’s gone on far too long
You tell a thousand lies been told a thousand times
your words we hear but we cannot sympathize
thousand lies been told a thousand times
hard as nails the power to survive
What is a man donand’t stay true to the game
donand’t care for no one, only cares for his greed
heand’s playinand' god killinand' thousands of people
and’cause the power is the fix that he needs
racist goal of the white devil
i watched our soul burninand' over oil
a politician got no feelinand'
it makes my motherfuckinand' cold blood boil
Introspection, termination
canand’t tell right from wrong
fed up with this whole system
itand’s gone on far too long
You tell a thousand lies been told a thousand times
your words we hear but we cannot sympathize
thousand lies been told a thousand times
hard as nails the power to survive