I never thought I'd hear me scream
“I'm tired of this same old scene!”
Everything's more than it seems,
it's all worse than this.

I never thought I'd have to dream,
to take control of my destiny.
Brighter pastures and darker days,
it's all up to me.

So before I even hear you say,
that God is great and he loves me.
That everything's exactly as
it's supposed to be.

Just shut your mouth.

You're full of ****
and we both know it.
God himself if he did exist,
would **** your kids.

Get over it.

All your anger all your pain.
All the suffering and shame.
All the black marks on your name,
there's no one else to blame.

Just take control.

Pack your bags
and forget your debt.
There's a life
you ain't lived yet.

So get on with it.