Lie after lie, sin after sin
It’s like we’re all on our way to Hell
Especially me
Statistically speaking I only have being dead or in jail
A thousand prayers for forgiveness
A million prayers asking why I’m here
I can’t be the only who feels like this
If God is so strong why aren’t any of His messages loud or clear
And that’s no offense to the One upstairs
It’s just depressing feeling like not even He cares
If I had a dollar for every time I said “I’ll do anything”
Anything for no jail time
Anything for a purpose and a ring
A ring for girl who’ll love me even though I’m crazy
It takes a lot to love someone like me
But at the end of day even someone like me needs love
Even someone like me just wants to be free until it’s time to get sent somewhere above