I'M A CHRISTIAN ,
I BELIEVE IN GOD
I'M A CHRISTIAN,
I TRUST IN THE LORD
I'M A CHRISTIAN ,
I CAN SHOUT I AM SAVED
I'M A CHRISTIAN ,
I CAN WHISPER I WAS LOST
I'M A CHRISTIAN ,
I CONFUSS THAT I HAVE STUMBLED
I'M A CHRISTIAN ,
I LET GOD TAKE MY HAND
I'M A CHRISTIAN,
I CAN PRAY FOR HELP
I'M A CHRISTIAN ,
I BELIEVE THAT GOD CAN GIVE ME HOPE
Colors faded in to the black
I have gone to far to take it back
but every when I question why
all I get is an anger high
No rush or drug can get my down
my fate it sealed into the coulds
with great sorrow I stand my ground
knowing that only GOD can save me now
but what is GOD?
who is he or she
is he or she alive
does he or she strive
or do they look in from the side lines
until we beg for mercy
instead of begging for what we derserve
It was just another bump in the road
just another sharp curve
So then GOD
what would you call my blade?
I call it a way out
one painful second
that tells me I am alive
and I still beg for what my heart wants
I wish to die
Truth says you know what
the heart may seek
but I am overly broken
and passed the peek
Still you make me live and strive
God I beg you
Let this child die
for the innocents was stolen
and salvation was killed
where does a hurt child like me lie?
Within Hell or beside heaven
I know one thing,
I'll never be forgiven
I only treasure friendship,
I only treasure love.
I only treasure those who have been
sent from God above.
Friendship builds you up,
Love it makes us stronger,
But is it God that ceases to
let these live any longer?
When man tells God’s lies
he lies to himself,
because God never lies.
Religion, the righteous of man,
is self-inflicted,
but all deeds are seen by the all-seeing eyes.
Despise the fools,
but love their God.
Let contrite hearts bow,
and be subjected to the rules.
Tell me, who is the fool now?
A walking dead on a pulpit preaching,
Like a lying politician seeking
votes.
Minds poisoned from their antidotes.
They walk in the light,
but are devoured by the gloom of that light;
piously seeking to wrong their wrongs
with whatever seems right.
So, they lie on God again,
and God lies …,
patiently, waiting for them to die.
As I saw in my eyes,
The world has flipped around me,
I used t thought there was no evil and harsh things,
But ever since I moved on my own,
My eyes opened as wide as a big theater screen,
Why God? Why?
You know what will happen at the end,
Why did you create people that are not perfect,
In your eyes?
Why do we innocent people have to see this?
Its painful and hurts alot,
My mind, heart, and thoughts changed,
I want to isolate myself from all of this,
I haven't meet anybody who is honest,
I have not meet anybody who isn't selfish,
Every time I think I made a good friend,
Whom I could keep and be friends forever,
Something comes in a way,
And it destroys my thoughts,
Why is it my instance wrong?
Why am I not feeling it?
Why God is not helping me?
I am totally clueless and I am not getting it,
What am I supposed to do when thing go out of proportion?
I don't understand why do everybody loves POWER?
What can power do for us? That can hurt others?
If God know all these things and the ending to all this,
Why didn't He make everything perfect,
And as clear as a crystal?
Just the way He wanted to do that in the first place?
why do i alway's belive there's true love in this world for me.
why do i keep on beening hurt /feeling lost and never aleart?
why do i alway's fall for the wrong men the ones that never i can't win.
why do i belive in my luck /my hope /my life i just wanna give up.
i love so dearly when ever i love and my love and my heart is alway's true.
but i just fall and everytime i do my love is lost and throne in the blue.
i met this great guy i belived he'd be true he promised to stand by me which was cool.
but though all the mess and trouble that brue my love just walked off and left me its true.
and now i'm wondering what should i do i gave this man my heart .
now i dont know if he'll ever come back . i wish to god he would .
i wish to god that i could see and meet someone that's honest in love like me.
someone thats honest and really wants love /the friendship to hold and to show heaven
above. i love you michael,r butler.
Crashing into the mislead
It's a wonder why I'm not dead
Now flying through the shield of my car
skidding into a ranch, hitting the horse arena's outward bar
Now lying in the summers grass
No one can tell how much time has past
Why arn't I unconscious now
Wait, who am I, where, what, why and how
Come on god look at me now
Come on god look at us now
In the grass, the farmer's pasture
Thinking I'm in an absolute fracture
Pain unbearably coursing through my veins
As if there was a gun pointed at me, double barrel, shoot out my brains
Clouds moving faster in several directions in the sky
God, tell me, is the place where I die
Following the light to saint Peter's gate
No need to hurry your never too late
The scars are here to show me as a mortal man
I'm human, I'm fragile, yet I'm your one man band.
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