Dear God, I need a moment
I know it's been a while
You know I do not go to church
That just is not my style
I do not pray like others do
I believe in what is right
So, God I ask you hear me
On this dark and lonely night
I do not ask redemption
I'm too far gone you know
I'm not one who is worth saving
Deep down you know it's so
The people who are righteous
Who are here to spread your word
Are wolves wrapped in sheep's clothing
Working hard to fleece the herd
I'm not one who will follow
I don't buy the tales they sell
When I am dead and buried
I'm not in heaven but in hell
I'm cutting out the middle man
For they don't own my trust
They're ******** their believers
They use your name with every ******
I hope that you can hear me
Though I've used your name in vain
They confess and pay their penance
Then they do it all again
If the only way to heaven
Is to buy a ticket in
Then I guess I'm well committed
So, I'll live my life in sin
The sinners should be punished
I know you and I agree
But, who made them judge and jury
Who chooses what they see?
Dear God when all is finished
My soul is mine alone to lose
But, where I spend my future
Is up to you to choose
So, God, I'm here just talking
Not confessing to my sin
I'm not here to say I'm leaving
I guess, I'm only checking in.
Feb 1, 2018
Feb 1, 2018 at 12:42 AM UTC
Dear God, I need a moment
I know it's been a while
You know I do not go to church
That just is not my style
I do not pray like others do
I believe in what is right
So, God I ask you hear me
On this dark and lonely night
I do not ask redemption
I'm too far gone you know
I'm not one who is worth saving
Deep down you know it's so
The people who are righteous
Who are here to spread your word
Are wolves wrapped in sheep's clothing
Working hard to fleece the herd
I'm not one who will follow
I don't buy the tales they sell
When I am dead and buried
I'm not in heaven but in hell
I'm cutting out the middle man
For they don't own my trust
They're ******** their believers
They use your name with every ******
I hope that you can hear me
Though I've used your name in vain
They confess and pay their penance
Then they do it all again
If the only way to heaven
Is to buy a ticket in
Then I guess I'm well committed
So, I'll live my life in sin
The sinners should be punished
I know you and I agree
But, who made them judge and jury
Who chooses what they see?
Dear God when all is finished
My soul is mine alone to lose
But, where I spend my future
Is up to you to choose
So, God, I'm here just talking
Not confessing to my sin
I'm not here to say I'm leaving
I guess, I'm only checking in.
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