Contention

This is a fight, broken bottles, bloody walls
There was a time when a fist could solve it
But those days are gone along with many murdered lives

Hey, contention
Hey, it’s killing us

This is a war, complete with a body count
This ain’t the past, this ain’t the future, this is now
When will we stand up and refuse to be put down?

Hey, contention
Hey, it’s killing us