I was living like a loaded gun
Angry all of the time
Under pressure I nearly came undone
I wasn't worth a dime
I heard a voice I reached out my hand
I found a king I'm under His command
Under, under the Son
Under, under the Son
I'm under the Son
We're all fighting for a perfect life
We've got a lesson to learn
In all the good there's a little strife
Until the Master returns
Into the fire and into the night
The light is burning, it's burning, burning bright
Under, under the Son
Under, under the Son
I'm under the Son
Out of control this world is under the gun
I thank the Father I am under the Son
Under the Son
Under, under the Son
Under, under the Son
Yeah, under, under the Son
Under, under the Son
I'm under the Son
Under the Son
Under the Son