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 greats 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 fucked up and repeated it?
When they set the bar and I exceeded it?
My life is like a book
that they've judging by a cover
But have took the time to fucking read the shit
I remember telling you my goals and my dreams
But you didn't even answer
so I guess you didn't believe 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 want tell my sins to another sinner
Just because he's got a robe
and he went to some academy
I dont wanna read it in book, I wanna hear it from you
Don't want learn it in a school
Because they're hiding the truth
Don't want to talk about it with another fucking human
And that only reason that I even stepped in the booth

Dear God
How do I take this darkness and turn it into light?
How do 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 fucking pastor in a church
And I can still hear the screams
Of the kids he would fucking molest

Dear God
Do you hear me?
I'm supposed to fear you but you ain't said shit
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