Text: Pro-pain. Act Of God. Stand Tall.

I can hear a voice inside
it? telling me to try to hold on



I tried to give it up
but then you put me back to where I belong


now faced with a bitter rival

and it's a matter of street survival
we must all be subjected to the words we don't want to hear




it was a game, now it's a war
were not ashamed to want some more

stand tall



time to prepare the masses
to counter what they had us believe




bust heads and kick some asses

cause it's the best to give than to receive
breakdown these walls together

cause silly words won't last forever

we must escape the past
can't spin our wheels to make it last



that's why the game was never won


it's all the same when said and done
stand tall