Precepts

I'm so sick of your precepts Like having Christ in my life Doesn't give me f****** room to make a mistake  Like I'm just supposed to live and forgive  With every one that's walked away   I'm so sick of your precepts  Like I'm damned to hell  Just for having a drink in my hand  You see me puffing on a cigarette  Just trying to smoke the pain away  Yet you think there must be something wrong with me I'm so sick of your precepts Like living a life for God Means I can't live life having a flaw You judge me from a church's pew Casting your stones with a blind eye As if I'm the one living a lie I've seen you walk your own narrow road Crowning yourself from your righteous throne But all I see is a heriacy Never extending grace or mercy I'm not trying to say I've got it all figured out But I've heard the cries, the screams, the shouts I refuse to believe a god that doesn't see the tears A god that doesn't embrace you through your fears I know I've received a gift I can never repay A life once lost, a life made new I wasn't created to have the perfect story But through the bullsh**, give God the glory In a weird way there is a beauty in cursing to the sky Since when is a prayer supposed to be a lie So I'll live with this broken faith And I will live to hate Every false precept