(Heavy distorted 808 rumble — breathing in mic) WHYYYYYYYYYY WHY DOES IT FEEL LIKE I’M CURSED WHEN I TRY TO BE RIGHT I GAVE MY HEART I GAVE MY SOUL BUT EVERYTHING I TOUCH TURNS BLACK AS COAL AAAAAAAAH EYE DON’T UNDERSTAND WHY MY BLESSINGS TURN INTO BULLETS WHY MY MERCY GETS LOADED AND PULLED WHY I PRAY AND THE SKY DON’T MOVE LIKE HEAVEN GOT SOMETHING TO PROVE IS THIS KARMA? THEN KARMA HATES ME IS THIS FAITH? THEN FAITH BREAKS ME I’M SCREAMING AT A GOD THAT DON’T EVEN SHAKE I’M BLEEDING FOR A LOVE THAT DON’T EVEN BREAK OOOOOOHHHHHHHH IT FEELS LIKE A BAD RELIGION WITH A BEAUTIFUL NAME PROMISING PEACE BUT FEEDING ME PAIN EVERY TIME I RISE I GET DRAGGED THROUGH THE DIRT EVERY TIME I HEAL IT DOUBLES THE HURT WHY WHYYYYYYYYYYY EYE DON’T UNDERSTAND WHY MY GOOD DEEDS ROT WHY MY PURE THOUGHTS GET SHOT WHY MY PAST WON’T LET ME BREATHE LIKE IT’S CAMPED INSIDE MY CHEST AND TEETH IF THIS IS BALANCE THEN TIP THE SCALE IF THIS IS JUSTICE THEN LET ME FAIL BUT DON’T MAKE ME BELIEVE THAT I DESERVE THIS PAIN DON’T CALL IT LESSONS WHEN IT FEELS LIKE CHAINS I’M SO SICK OF REPENTING FOR THINGS I DON’T REMEMBER I’M SO SICK OF ASCENDING JUST TO CRASH IN EMBERS SCREAM EYE DON’T UNDERSTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAND WHY LOVE FEELS LIKE WAR WHY HOPE SLAMS THE DOOR WHY EVERY TIME I TRY TO CHANGE IT ALL COMES BACK MORE I USED TO PRAY FOR MERCY NOW I PRAY FOR PROOF You said balance… BUT ALL I SEE IS A NOOSE Every blessing you sent me Came with a blade Every lesson you taught me Left something decayed You told me “Be good, it’ll come back around.” IT CAME BACK AROUND AND PUT ME IN THE GROUN (pause) I FOLLOWED THE RULES I SWALLOWED THE SHAME I CARRIED THE CROSS YOU SIGNED WITH MY NAME BUT YOU NEVER SHOWED UP WHEN I CALLED YOU OUT You just watched… WHILE I DROWNED IN DOUBT IS KARMA JUST A FALSE PROPHET? DRESSED IN WHITE BUT HANDS ARE TOXIC Preaching peace But feeding panic Calling pain I’M NOT YOUR MARTYR I’M NOT YOUR SAINT STOP TELLING ME THIS IS FAITH AAAAAAAAAH You say WHY DO I BUILD AND WATCH IT COLLAPSE WHY DO I FORGIVE AND GET STABBED IN THE BACK I DON’T UNDERSTAND BUT NOW I THINK I DO Maybe there was no judge No scales No truth Maybe it’s random Maybe it’s fire Maybe the universe Don’t admire Maybe I blamed religion For what was just pain Maybe I called it karma To survive the rain (Beat drops quieter — distorted whisper) Or maybe… I just hate losing When I tried to win clean BUT I’M DONE BOWING DONE BLEEDING QUIET DONE CALLING TRAUMA A SPIRITUAL RIOT IF KARMA WANTS WAR THEN LET IT COME I’M NOT A DISCIPLE I’M A LOADED DRUM I WON’T PRAY TO CONSEQUENCE I WON’T WORSHIP CHANCE I’LL TAKE MY SCARS AND MAKE THEM ADVAN IF THIS IS KARMA THEN BREAK ME CLEAN IF THIS IS GOD THEN HEAR ME SCREAM I DON’T WANNA WORSHIP WHAT MAKES ME BLEED I JUST WANNA LIVE WITHOUT PAYING FOR BREATH I BREATHE WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY Why Wuh WHYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHOOOoOOOoOO why do this to myself just leave me out of my own WHY! EYE! DONT UNDERSTAAAAAND!!!