God cannot save my soul. It’s straight to hell for me I know. And when I get there at least I found a place to call my home. They say the truth will set you free. Then why am I still here? I've got no truth left, don't you see? Am I making myself clear? Resolution no solution. God, if you are above I fear that one day the whole world will disappear. And if it does, will I have lived my life the way that I could? The way that you should? My spirit’s stuck between two roads and waiting there on me. The first path is the way to go, the life I want to lead. The second road’s my crazy past; the darkest parts I try to mask. The drugs, the guns, the lies, the love, the dreams I had of waking up. Don't tell me I'm not worth the time. I will be fine. All these prayers have gone unanswered. Where were you?
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