I was child of god everyday,
and everynight i was taught to pray.
I spoke, but it always seemed like he didn'tknow what to say.
Didn't know what to tell a lost little boy.
I always thought how can God watch all of us at one time.
Sister angela patted my head and said, "you'll be fine"
Was i fine? was i able to believe?
Wanted to scream in church, wanted to leave.
how come i always had to present in church,
but he was never present when i really needed him.
Are you listening God? Or did you turn ofyour ears?
Have you forgotten or have you gone deaf?
I don't know what to do,in my heart my faith is gone, there isnothing left.
Sister Angela again pattedmy head and said "you'll be fine"
Was i fine? was i able to believe?
Wanted to scream in church, wanted to leave.
how come i always had to present in church,
but he was never present when i really needed him.
Do you look down on me when i'm looking up?
Do you write my name down for every sin andevery fuck up?
To denounce your name i don't think i would even dare,
but if i did, tell me God, Would you know, would you care?
Sister Angela told me I'd be fine.
Was i fine? was i able to believe?
Wanted to scream in church, wanted to leave.
how come i always had to present in church,
but he was never present when i really needed him.
Sister Angela told me I'd be fine.
But who was the person in the back of myhead saying she was lying?
Sister Angela told me I'd be fine.
Monday, September 22, 2008
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