Dead Waiting to Die

I look around
i see the dead
the dead waiting to die
they have no life
no hope in their midst
they trying so hard to find themselves
they looking in the places they lost themselves
amongst the drugs, the alcohol, the everything but righteous
and nowhere can they find what they lost
they hiding from their only hope
their only saviour
the only one who can show the way back to who they are
the dead have a chance at life
they just got to look up
turn to the righteous things
turn back and find themselves
all they got to do is find their way
to the foot of the cross