You tell me my sins will plague me
You make me bathe in holy water
With cuffs, you lead me to steeples
With rope, you Bind my hands
With thread,  you sow my eyes open
You light a flame and burn the scriptures in my memory
I love black
But you make me wear white
On Sunday you wake me
And torture me with fantasy
Everything in existence is because of three letters
GOD has granted me my bless'ng
He has risen to lead me through pur'ty
You bash my head with GOD
You suffocate me with the words of the b'ble
I shall remain pure and untouched
Only when I wed will I expierance that h'ly act of love
I have learned these teaching through
You, father
I have practice these acts through you father
I am not pure for your GOD
If you can't accept me, you should feel ashamed
I accepted a GOD you so blatantly beat in my head
You accepted the unpure alcoholism you practice
You accepted the conceiving before marrying
You accepted a son who beat your daughter
You accepted a daughter who also conceive before wedding
You have not accepted a daughter who has done nothing but obeyed
You have coward behind three letters your whole life
GOD
You blend relig'on and family
How have you not burned from your infedality
How have you judged everyone but yourself
You play GOD to often
I'm tired of seeing your costume
I'm tired of seeing your mirage
I'm tired of believing your GOD