Fallen Angels

Wake up to a war, 

Look in the mirror, 

See more than where, 

I see a face full of hate, 

Pain in them eyes, 

But a smile on that face, 

Dried tears under them eyes, 

Covered that frown with laughing lines, 

Thinking I’m fine, 

Knowing it's lies, 

There’s no way to hid that war inside, 

Can’t run away from the fate, 

That’s got me bound to the streets, 

I can’t get out, 

Break the chains in these streets, 

That’s holding me down, 

So I can make my momma proud.