Tell Me Something I Don’t Know

Tell me something I don’t know…

You talk about heaven, you talk about hell…

But have you ever been?

Or you just repeating what somebody told?

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Tell me something I don’t know,

Have you ever seen that road?

Golden gates or fire below—

How you speak like you’ve been shown?

You say heaven, you say hell,

Like the truth is set in stone…

But if you’ve never walked that road—

Tell me something I don’t know.

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Everybody preachin’ like they hold the map,

Pointin’ at the sky like they already been back.

Sayin’ “Live like this or you’re destined to fall,”

But nobody really got the proof at all.

Stories pass down through the centuries slow,

Echoes of belief from the people we know.

I ain’t sayin’ faith wrong, I’m just askin’ the flow:

How you teach the destination if you never did go?

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Tell me something I don’t know,

Something real, something true…

Have you seen those pearly gates,

Or the flames they warn us through?

You say heaven, you say hell,

Like you watched the whole show—

But if you’ve never been there…

Tell me something I don’t know.

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We talk about peace but the world stay at war,

Flags in the wind while the bombs still roar.

“Love thy neighbor” carved in the stone,

But the trigger get pulled if they pray different tones.

Say “Believe like me or you’re destined to fall,”

Man will build a wall in the name of it all.

Kill in the name of a heavenly goal—

Man… that ain’t wisdom, that’s a hole in the soul.

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How we preach about light

While we living in flames?

How we pray for forgiveness

While we loading the blame?

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Maybe heaven’s a moment when you help someone breathe,

Maybe hell’s when the hatred is the thing you believe.

Maybe being human is the test we ignore—

Learning love while the world pushes war.

We’re dust and dreams, bones and hope,

Walking a planet trying somehow to cope.

And the truth might be simpler than the stories we know:

Be kind while you’re here…

That’s the real place to go.

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Tell me something I don’t know,

Something deeper than a throne…

Maybe heaven’s how we live,

Maybe hell’s the hate we’ve grown.

We talk peace but make war,

Over things we can’t prove…

Man, if love ain’t the answer…

Then what are we here to do?

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You say heaven… you say hell…

But look around—

We’re still learning how to be human.