I come from a desert
a place so dry of substance
Here the city gathers
to bet their faith on some chance
The world is nestled safe in
the hands of "god the father"
So dad why do you starve your
sons and rape your daughters?
You knew…
This makes it harder to trust you
(to trust you)
All my life floating along on a lie
that I saw through
when I grew…
My skin is cracked and flaking
from the wind left by your words
I hid in your throat for shelter
and found my conscious burned
by your curses and excuses for
the hate your bible breathes
This game of counting moral cards
is surely not for me
I fell through the pages like
the paper held no weight
Each word became a pound of dirt
to shovel in my grave
You beat me half to death
and just like you taught I prayed
and you knew…
This makes it harder to trust you
(to trust you)
All my life floating along on a lie
that I saw through
when I grew up
Goodbye my friend
I swear I'll find the end
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