we better start believing

We are the sinners
We are the wayward people
Living on this Earth
We forget our roots
We take our pots
Everywhere we go
And we never try to understand
What has gone wrong
We are the sinners
We are the wayward people
Living on this Earth
The only one we can survive
Sun down to sun up
We think we can survive
The things we do
Disruptions of families and ties
Oh yeah we think we are good
Behaving like “Brutus” in every opportunity
We are the sinners
We are the wayward people
We aren't perfect in every way
We have to start believing
There is a purpose we are here
It is to enter paradise