Thoughts & Prayers

A long Slow line We gathered in black The flowers in hand A long Black Cadillac The raindrops fallin' The tears They match For every child gone Too soon Oh And everyone knew And still They all said it too So I walked into the room and refused And I told 'em You killin' 'em with your thoughts and prayers You killin' 'em with your thoughts and prayers You killin' 'em with your thoughts and prayers You killin' 'em Killin' 'em Killin' 'em You can't fight fire with a gun That's like fightin' fire with the sun Oh And what they're sellin' I won't buy Oh 'cause the truth don't make the news Oh And when it does It's just the blues So when I hear what they all say I say it back to 'em You killin' 'em with your thoughts and prayers You killin' 'em with your thoughts and prayers You killin' 'em with your thoughts and prayers You killin' 'em Killin' 'em Killin' 'em I was born in the land of the damned Born to a father and mother Raised by their hand They raised me up and told me You be safe out there Then they sent me to school and raised their hands in prayer Oh Now it's too late They all say I hope you rest in peace Oh But their words don't mean shit to me And all I have left to say You killin' 'em with your thoughts and prayers You killin' 'em with your thoughts and prayers You killin' 'em with your thoughts and prayers You killin' 'em Killin' 'em Killin' 'em You killin' 'em with your thoughts and prayers You killin' 'em with your thoughts and prayers You killin' 'em with your thoughts and prayers You killin' 'em Killin' 'em Killin' 'em