Go be the voice of god

Go live the life putting death to shame



I wasn't force fed what I think

And I don't care if you think I'm brainwashed for what I believe,

But it sure wasn't from people reminding me that I'm still a

Failure every Sunday morning



It's my fault

It's always my fault

Every time I have a problem that can't be solved



Tell me I've made progress

All I want is to make you proud

Are the lungs in my chest still working

Cause sometimes I wanna shout where's my savior now



Life and death is all perspective



Just don't give up you know it's not worth it

Life and death is a matter of perspective

Give in you know it's your purpose

Even if you know you'll never deserve it



God where are you

God where are you now



There's no substance

Nothing's real anymore

But I'm still swinging

Fighting like never before