When I was praying for guidance
When I was praying for you to show my way
You turned your head and looked the other way
You handed me a bottle. Handed me a bag.
Now you’re telling me to quit acting like I’m free
Acting like you didn’t participate in the same things
Acting like you’re so much better than me
Now some of you, I believe you. But where were you? Turning your head ?
Laughing at all the things I misread?
Laughing at my dread?
Letting me believe the lies?
You let the bad guys treat me like their property.
All for what? The nod? The grief I couldn’t kick?
Wrapped up your lies and wanted to die.So many times.
I can’t even count
Rolling with the devil
Calling me a rebel
I can still see the colors. I couldn’t run from it. I couldn’t hide from it. I couldn’t learn from it. I couldn’t even live through it.
You listened to them murder her
but say you believe in God. Say you believe in good.
Say you’re so much better than me
I’m not right. And you’re not wrong
But I’m not wrong, so you’re not right
There is no fight.
You turned out the lights.
You got a whole lot of people in the dark
Funny how they pretend to know how it feels.
How I should act
How I should give in yet again
How I should...