Nalyd - Sunday Morning lyrics

[Intro] See, lately I've been asked What do I beleive and all my life I was told this is the truth learn it, live it love it Truth is, I'm a smarta** and when it comes to the unknown why do I necessicarily have to accept and follow you blindly They seeing is believing is a motto and I agree with it 100% I've been looking all my life and I, I just can't find him man Is anybody here? Is anybody there Hello God, It's me Nalyd [Verse 1: Nalyd Ecitsuj] Here's another track to disappoint my parents I'm a mother f**in loser barely make an appearance in anyones lives I ain't gonna front and say I don't mope around and cry from time to time You say why do I rhyme about nonsense all the time Especially when that rhyme is a sign that I'm satanic or pleading for attention But the dynamic decison to question religion is a confession of mine And I'm caught up between trying to find the puzzle pieces to arrange in my mind and find the right allignment of logic Stop questioning God Dylan this isn't a joke to be comical stop it But don't a**ume because I dress the way I do that that is my acknowledgement to you to say i'm gotical and demonical You say you don't believe in a God around here and eveything becomes chaotical and people think I might be psychotical The fact I took the time to write arout this subject line is symobolical that I care enough to speak about it A higher power I'm starting to doubt it, I don't need to read the bible to denounce it The stories I have read are reasons why I can't respect it Go read Torment of Jobs Chapters 1,2,38 & 42 reflect it It says God is in charge and what he says goes We have no control but We believe in him but scoff someone who says that they believe in ghosts That book was wrote a long long time ago and as the times go we all know that things change and alter Maybe I need something to rebel against because I didn't have a father or my insecuies have altered the way i think But hear me out and don't make me feel 10 inches tall and shrink Do I need a shrink because I think about the truth which is what we all really seek You want the world to improve and flow insync but maybe you should question Why do you blink? Why did the titanic sink? Who put us here to eat and to drink and to live laugh and grow? Science keeps proving the story wrong making the cracks begin to show This is the song i wrote to evoke a response from both Sides of the spectrum There is nothing wrong with praying and having an emotional connection to what you've been taught from a mom or a dad or an adored direction The world is full of hate,liars,discrimination and full of f**ing imperfections I'm not bashing a believer because i know they fight for his affection But when people start wars over it thats makes me lose respect for em' and it starts to look like infection Our gods dick is bigger than yours k**ing the innocent and the weak and poor Over a God you say is good But if you did what you should in your context of livelyood you would pray for them and not get too violent I'm breaking the silence Saying what I feel Because I can't worship something that forces me aginst my will if I don't succom to the facode I find it hard to hold on sometimes so thats why I've went to the house of god To try and understand I'm not better than anyone else therefore I am only just a mortal man A grain of sand on the beach Preach those words to me and I stay an internal hopeless Spent half my life feeling like I was homeless See I had stabiility all through my life But, with my Mom but we argue all the time it seems even when im just trying to unwind she yells and argues with me all the f**ing time I don't wanna argue back but i have disease and I actually don't know why im always mad see Acting like the world owes me something But I never gave the world nothing What have i ever gave to the world besides denial and laziness I think its craziness but I can't blame nobody for this because i think my self centeredness made me this Sometimes I wonder why they always look at me and expect the worst But I can't trip they musta had their reasons Because I guess they a**umed that all those trees I was apparently breathing Easy it's easy to blame them for my problems when really lack of effort what's keep me at the bottom I hate myself and it's a fight and i can't stop him, its internal war Maybe im rapping while having a seizure or i am a waste of skin wallflower bleeding on the floor [Hook] But I'm changing, and I'm trying, I look for him but I just can't find him What does god know Besides dying oh (sunday morning)