Zion Segovia - Slipping lyrics

I make these songs for the ones who really listen The children who didn't care if they weren't really Christian Had faith in themselves But seen as apparitions Fall into their own category Fueled by pure ambition but society as a whole corrupting this mission Telling us wrong and right possession and corruption a lyrical poltergeist When you have yourself you don't need a Jesus Christ The lives of beautiful people the only thing that's been sacrificed Following these endless steps to paradise Maybe I'll understand when my hair is white Picture living in a world with no guns in sight, starving children feeding their appetites But these dreams are fiction I guess it's hindsight coming from a kid trying to get his damn mind right Gripping a mic seeing these visions But lacking the strength depressions just disposition the heard of a child the brain of a musician loosing the grip the mic is slipping