In God We Trust - Manafest
Lyrics by：Chris Greenwood/Riley Friesen
Composed by：Chris Greenwood/Riley Friesen
Raised in a small town
Sundays in a church house
Beck pew praying God"Don't strike down"
Bad mouth
No dad to put a smack down
Pants sag where the sun don't come 'round
Somehow
Stepchild got pulled out
From a dark cloud
Flipping my lifestyle
Just an outcast
Rebel of the"white trash"
Walking on train tracks
In God we trust
Like the sun coming up
I know he's looking out for us
In God we trust
Yeah
Like the power of love
Shine from the skies above
In God we trust
In God we trust
In God we trust
Skate 'til we passed out
If the cops didn't crack down
Ride the subway all the way downtown
8 mile
Open mic freestyles in a small crowd
You know I got no smiles
No flow got no style
No way no how
No pounds no gold crown
Just a skate rat
Rolling with the backpack
Said I had no chance
In God we trust
Like the sun coming up
I know he's looking out for us
In God we trust
Yeah
Like the power of love
Shine from the skies above
In God we trust
In God we trust
In God we trust
Still growing with the faith I was raised on
Still making some mistakes I can learn from
If I only knew then what I know now
No telling what road I would've gone down
Not looking back
It's the future that I'm looking at
Why would I focus on a story that I never had
Anyways
Might have been the struggle made me who I am
Either way I can say
In God we trust
Like the sun coming up
I know he's looking out for us
In God we trust
Like the power of love
Shine from the skies above
In God we trust
In God we trust
The power of love
Shine from the skies above
In God we trust
In God we trust
