This is my question This is my question I just want to know Why does God let things go on in this world Things so sick that I want to leave And just burn it all behind me How much worse can this get That he won't stop 'till were dead And the little truth that is left Is being twisted by the press 10 million people know my name My judgment shouldn't be the same Yes I murder, you know I do But I'm not the same as you I'll give my money to the system They'll let me walk free as a victim They say murder is a sickness And k**ing is just a symptom You let us fall so far 'Till we turn and reach out to you But we'll never fall so far That He can't save us again Tolerance tolerance Accept me how I am And if you don't accept me Then you hate me So off with your head God bless America Land of the free And home of the depraved Kind of makes me wonder How long God will let this go on In this land of decay You let us fall so far 'Till we turn and reach out to you But we'll never fall so far That He can't save us again He'll let us fall so far Till we turn and reach out to him But we'll never fall so far That He can't save us again Just remember in the strangest of days God still works and moves And he still will use you and me No matter how unworthy Because we're all unworthy