I talked to god
And he told me to be vulnerable
I asked why as I'm already full of cuts and bloodied. 
You can see I'm battle worn. 

He said show them your vulnerability
So I did 
And I got cut up some more. 

I'm left wondering why.

I don't understand it
I don't know why
But the pain is so deep
I wish I could die

Been praying to the saints
Demanding why
They don't take me away
So I can fly.
 
Maybe then I can get some peace
Maybe then I'll be free
Maybe then I can get some sleep
Without the pain reminding me

But the saints never ******* answer me.