Postmodern Prescription

I look around, paper Jesus everywhere
but nothings getting any better
Things have been this way for a while
But we're still stuck marching rank and file

And we take our steps back into our lives
and shove reaching out inside
Your self made sub culture died long ago
From up so high can you see what's down below

I can't help but look around and see what's going on
Under the blanket term of Christianity
It's way past time we break out of this mold that we're in
Cause at this pace our chance is gonna end

I can't take all this that's happening
And labels not crumbling
God won't wait until we're prepared
This is more than just some bracelet that you wear

(lyrics by Ken Wilkinson, Josh Nachtigall, Benji Akina)