If God was k**ed by our culture To where will our faith guides us now? It seems we're lost although we're hardly pretend not And respect for ourselves was forgotten and replaced by our vanity Know deeply those who you call friends Not to be surprised if they laugh until you're desperate Realize the inconsistent way we play with our lives And cure me saying you can set us free from this suffering Give me the strength to be what I was And forgive me for what I am Would you feel my pain again? There were too many reasons pushing me down It hurts when I say it but the guilt doesn't make me stronger Would exist something that could release me? At least all my flaws were owned