Dear God

I just want to make this clear

I am a believer

But sometimes it gets hard

My name is Dax

Dear God

There’s a lot of questions that I have about the past

And I don’t want hear it from a human you made

So you’re the last person that I’m ever gonna ask

Tell me what’s real, tell me what’s fake

Why is everything about you a debate?

What’s the point of love?

Every time I’ve showed it I was broken

And it’s forced me just to only wanna hate

Why’s there only one you but multiple religions?

Why does every conversation end in a division?

Why does everybody want to tell us how to live

But they won’t listen to the same damn message that they giving?

Tell me how to feel, tell me what’s wrong

I tried to call, pick up the phone

I’m on my own

Everybody says you’re coming back,

Then man why the hell's it taking so long?

Why do I hurt?

Why is there pain?

Why does everything good always have to change?

Why does everybody try to profit off another man's work

Then destroy it just for monetary gain?

Tell me are you black or are you white?

I don’t even really care I just really want to know what’s right

They been saying one thing but I’ve been looking in the book

And it seems like they’ve been lying for my whole damn life

Tell me where I’m going

Is it heaven or hell?

I just hope this message greets you well

I had a dream that I was walking with the devil

Don’t remember how it feels but I swear that I remember the smell

Looked me right into my eyes and told me everything

I wanted could be mine if I gave up and decided to sell

But I said I’d rather die then get mine

Now I’m here no fear one man with a story to tell

Dear God

Where were you when I needed it?

When I ****ed up and repeated it?

When they set the bar and I exceeded it?

My life is like a book that they’ve been judging by

A cover but have never took the time to ****ing read the ****

I remember telling you my goals and my dreams

But you didn’t even answer

So I guess you didn’t believe in it

I remember sitting with a gun to my head trying to ask you

For some help but I guess you didn’t believe in it!

I don’t want religion I need that spirituality

I don’t want a church I need people to call a family

I don’t wanna tell my sins to another sinner just

Because he’s got a robe and he went to some academy

I don't wanna read it in a book, I wanna hear it from you

Don’t wanna learn it in a school because they’re hiding the truth

Don’t wanna talk about it to another ****ing human being

And that's only reason that I even stepped in this booth

Dear God

How do I take this darkness and turn it into light?

How do I believe in a concept where I speak to a man

I’ve never seen with my own two eyes?

How do I know that religion wasn’t made

Just to separate the world and create a whole disguise

Just to keep us in these chains while the rich get richer

And the poor pray to you and perpetuate a lie?

How do I know this ain't some big joke?

How can I have faith when there is no hope?

How the hell does one man have 100 billion dollars

And we still have people on the street that are broke?

There's a lot of things I wanna talk about and get off my chest

I can’t sleep 'cause the devil won’t let me rest

I used to know a ****ing pastor in a church

And I can still hear the screams of the kids

He would ****ing molest

Dear God

Do you hear me?

I’m supposed to fear you but you ain’t said ****

So maybe it's you who actually fears me?

I don’t know the answer I just want to see it clearly

So many lies there’s a 1000 different theories

All I want to know is who really made religion

Because I know it wasn’t you but don’t nobody believes me

No more lies, no more death

Bring back King, bring back X

Please dear God let their souls rest

Protect who’s left and watch their steps

Dear God

I don’t want to have to ask you again

I just hope that you know that I’m still a believer

So I’ll end this all by saying amen

It's Dax