LYRIC

All the work and prayers burn. A waste of sweat and breath.
God turns his deaf ear to me like I'm the one that doesn't exist.
I never saw my mother cry, because she was working 5(am) to 9(pm).
Life is pulling through, we pulled through.

Please don't put flowers on my casket; I'm not ready to be buried yet.
(I'll never see a penny from this record sale)
Snatching shit off wal mart shelves, it's hard to eat with empty pockets.
Who can explain to me why none of us have a fucking thing?

Malnutrition sinking in, depression is reigning king.
Tell me why I should not give up all hope.
My prayers were never answered. Nothing filled my empty hands.
That's when I realized god either hated me or was a lie.

All the work and prayers burn. A waste of sweat and breath.
God turns his deaf ear to me like I'm the one that doesn't exist.
All the work and prayers burn. A waste of sweat and breath.
No insurance, no education. No bright future unless I'm hanging from a camouflage rope.

Life is pulling through, I'm hopeless.
Please don't put flowers on my casket; I'm not ready to be buried yet.
Everything I have i've stolen. Why should I compromise my freedom.
Faith built on lies; you've turned on me.

Fuck god. Fuck government.

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