"Father, if you're up there give me a sign,
All I wanna do is get my life in line,"
I think I start to hear God, or maybe it's my conscience,
It's hard to tell. What if all of of this is non-sense?
I remain uncertain, with two voices arguing in my head,
One spoke slowly, and the other sped.
I'm so confused it makes me frustrated.
He's not talking to me, I feel hated.
I scream, "I don't get it God!
My friends think that you're a facade.
I try to prove them wrong, but I have no facts.
This temple of mine, is developing cracks.
And if you love me like you say you do, then show your face!
Or touch my shoulder while I'm saying grace.
Show me that you're real!
I don't  see what's the big deal?"
My mind and the room goes completely quiet.
Dare I make a thought? Or Will it start a riot?
Why don't you talk to me like you did Moses,
I asked my pastor that question, but all he knows is
What the bible tells him. But I can't count that as an accurate source.
It doesn't make it accurate just 'cuz you gave it to a priest to endorse.
That's like saying that everything on the Internet is true,
Only because the web said it was.
Of Course they'd say that, they got nothing to lose.
And lord I could be fast asleep and doing just fine,
But instead I'm up and waiting for a sign.

I hear "God's" voice in the back of my head,
It was calm and steady, and this is what he said,
"Listen child, I tell you the truth, I am real
Stop thinking so logically, it's something you feel.
You have a hard time believing because you can't see me.
You can't see oxygen, but you believe and can breathe.
Why must you question it? Why can't you let it go?
If you believe, I'll lead you through the sleet and the snow.
I communicate with you through your thoughts.
You keep trying to discredit me, stop firing shots.
This universe is not meant for the human mind to understand.
That's why I need you to trust me, and let me guide you. Take my hand.
This life of yours should be rather simple.
And what's this talk about cracks in your temple?
You're thinking so hard you're hurting yourself.
You climb so far 'cuz you assume the answers are on the top shelf.
But you don't actually know,
'Cuz you never looked down below.
You don't need answers, that's not why you're here.
You're scared of what you don't understand, you're living in fear.
I am your shepherd, and you are my sheep,
So no more worries, rest your head and go to sleep."

I'm confused and don't know what to think.
I feel my heart fall and starting to sink.
I think logically 'cuz I'm not a fool,
And I realize that we're constantly at a dual.
I believe in oxygen because it supports me.
I feel like the only reason your there is to take my mind and distort me.
I question you because no one else will,
No one helps me in this world, I feel alone, still
I would take your hand If I could see it.
But I can't so I have to leave it.
And this world is complicated.
This place is a time bomb waiting to be detonated.
And it can't be defused,
That's why I'm watching closely, and I f---ing refuse,
To follow a story written by the Jews.
But I need some help 'cuz I'm f---ing confused.
Your name is publicly used,
I feel like your followers are being abused.
You dictate their life,
'Cuz they're scared of your "strife".
But don't miss read me, I'm not afraid of you
The only thing I'm scared of, is the mother-f---ing truth
And now I feel alone
Because God is all I've ever known.
But now that my mind has developed and grown,
I'm capable of making thoughts all on my own.