Father forgive me for my sins
I'm just trying to win, where do I begin?
In a life full of vices and evils within
The people that I haven't been
I swear I am not trying to play you again
I'm getting worried my chances are slim
Fill into my hollow soul to its brim
Till every bit of my ego is thin
Why is it that I don't feel you exist?
When billions could swear that they feel all this shit
Has my spirit become so really numb?
Is this what I was meant to become?
Am I not really helping myself?
You are my father then whip out your belt
Whip out your belt, whip out your belt
Bruise my memories, the pains that I've felt
Fuck all the lies you tried to sell
None of my people are going to hell
You haven't been to the places they dwell
Been to the lows and caught as they fell
Tangled their minds and tore them apart
Shattered their dreams and broke all their hearts
Either that you sent them angel of death
Either that or took them filled with regret
Either that or took them when they young
Didn't live long enough to see the sun
Don't get me wrong, I am better off
My hands ain't the cleanest but yours ain't either
Honestly I'm not forgetting the truth
If you didn't exist it'd be better for you
If you did, I'd still never believe
Cuz afterlife would never tether my dreams