I just want to make this clear
I am a believer
But sometimes it gets hard
My name is Dax
I just want to make this clear
I am a believer
But sometimes it gets hard
My name is Dax
[Verse 1]
Dear God
There’s a lot of questions that I have about the past
And I don’t want hear it from a human you made so you’re the last person that I’m ever gonna ask
Tell me what’s real, tell me what’s fake
Why is everything about you a debate?
What’s the point of love?
Every time I’ve showed it I was broken and it’s forced me just to only wanna hate
Why’s there only one you but multiple religions?
Why does every conversation end in a division?
Why does everybody want to tell us how to live but they won’t listen to the same damn message that they giving?
Tell me how to feel, tell me what’s wrong
I tried to call, pick up the phone
I’m on my own
Everybody says you’re coming back, then man why the hell's it taking so long?
Why do I hurt?
Why is there pain?
Why does everything good always have to change?
Why does everybody try to profit off another man's work then destroy it just for monetary gain?
Tell me are you black or are you white?
I don’t even really care I just really want to know what’s right
They been saying one thing but I’ve been looking in the book
And it seems like they’ve been lying for my whole damn life
Tell me where I’m going
Is it heaven or hell?
I just hope this message greats you well
I had a dream that I was walking with the devil
Don’t remember how it feels but I swear that I remember the smell
Looked me right into my eyes and told me everything I wanted could be mine if I gave up and decided to sell
But I said I’d rather die then get mine now I’m here no fear one man with a story to tell
[Verse 2]
Dear God
Where were you when I needed it?
When I fucked up and repeated it?
When they set the bar and I exceeded it?
My life is like a book that they’ve been judging by a cover but have never took the time to fucking read the shit
I remember telling you my goals and my dreams but you didn’t even answer so I guess you didn’t believe in it
I remember sitting with a gun to my head trying to ask you for some help but I guess you didn’t believe in it!
I don’t want religion I need that spirituality
I don’t want a church I need people to call a family
I don’t wanna tell my sins to another sinner just because he’s got a robe and he went to some academy
I don't wanna read it in a book, I wanna hear it from you
Don’t wanna learn it in a school because they’re hiding the truth
Don’t wanna talk about it to another fucking human being and that's only reason that I even stepped in this booth
[Verse 3]
Dear God
How do I take this darkness and turn it into light?
How do believe in a concept where I speak to a man I’ve never seen with my own two eyes?
How do I know that religion wasn’t made just to separate the world and create a whole disguise just to keep us in these chains while the rich get richer and the poor pray to you and perpetuate a lie?
How do I know this ain't some big joke?
How can I have faith when there is no hope?
How the hell does one man have 100 billion dollars and we still have people on the street that are broke?
There's a lot of things I wanna talk about and get off my chest
I can’t sleep 'cause the devil won’t let me rest
I used to know a fucking pastor in a church and I can still hear the screams of the kids he would fucking molest
[Verse 4]
Dear God
Do you hear me?
I’m supposed to fear you but you ain’t said shit so maybe it's you who actually fears me?
I don’t know the answer I just want to see it clearly
So many lies there’s a 1000 different theories
All I want to know is who really made religion because I know it wasn’t you but don’t nobody believes me
No more lies, no more death
Bring back King, bring back X
Please dear God let their souls rest
Protect who’s left and watch their steps
Dear God
I don’t want to have to ask you again
I just hope that you know that I’m still a believer so I’ll end this all by saying amen
It's Dax
Ja samo želim da ovo jasno
Ja sam vjernik
Ali ponekad postaje teško
Moje ime je Dax
[Verse 1]
Dragi Boze
Ima puno pitanja koje imam o prošlosti
A ja ne želim čuti od ljudskog te tako napravili ti si zadnja osoba koju sam ja ikad pitati
Reci mi šta je stvarno, reci mi šta je lažna
Zašto je sve o tebi rasprave?
Koja je svrha ljubavi?
Svaki put kada sam pokazao da sam bio slomljen i to me je prisiljen samo da samo želim mržnje
Zašto je tamo samo jedan vas, ali više religija?
Zašto svaki razgovor završava u podjeli?
Zašto svi žele da nam kaže kako da živimo, ali oni neće slušati istu prokletu poruku da daje?
Reci mi kako da se osećam, reci mi šta nije u redu
Pokušao sam da zovem, javi se na telefon
Ja sam na svom
Svi kažu da si se vratiti, onda čovek zašto je dovraga to traje tako dugo?
Zašto boli?
Zašto postoji bol?
Zašto sve dobro uvijek morati mijenjati?
Zašto svi pokušavaju profitirati off drugog muškarca posao onda ga uništi samo za monetarnu dobitak?
Reci mi jesi li crne ili da si bela?
Ne znam ni stalo Ja stvarno želim da znam šta je dobro
Oni su govorili jedno, ali sam tražio u knjizi
I čini se kao da su ležali na cijeli moj prokleti život
Reci mi gdje idem
Da li je to raj ili pakao?
Nadam se samo da ove poruke dobro velikanima
Sanjao sam da sam hodao sa đavolom
Ne sjećam se kakav je to osjećaj, ali kunem se da se sećam mirisa
Pogledao me je pravo u oči i rekao mi sve što sam htio mogao biti moj, ako sam odustao i odlučio da proda
Ali sam rekao da ću radije umrijeti onda se moja sada sam ovde bez straha jedan čovjek s priču
[Verse 2]
Dragi Boze
Gdje si bio kad mi je bilo potrebno?
Kada sam sjeban i ponovila to?
Kada su postavili bar i premašio sam to?
Moj život je kao knjiga koja su ih sudeći po poklopcem, ali nikada nisam uzeo vremena da jebeno čitati sranja
Sjećam se da sam vam kažem svoje ciljeve i snove, ali niste ni odgovorili tako da mislim da ne vjerujem u to
Sjećam se sjedio sa pištoljem u glavu pokušavajući da vas zamolim za pomoć, ali pretpostavljam da nije vjerovao u to!
Ne želim religija mi treba da duhovnost
Ne želim u crkvu moram ljude pozvati porodicu
Ne želim reći moje grijehe na drugi grešnik samo zato što on ima ogrtač i otišao u neki akademiju
Ne želim čitati u knjizi, želim čuti od tebe
Ne želim ga naučiti u školi, jer se kriju istinu
Ne želim da pričam o tome da ni jednu jebenu ljudskog bića i to je jedini razlog zbog kojeg sam i ušao u ovom štandu
[Verse 3]
Dragi Boze
Kako da snimim ove tame i pretvoriti ga u svjetlo?
Kako vjerovati u koncept gdje govorim da čovjek Nikad nisam vidio vlastitim očima?
Kako da znam da religija nije napravljena samo da se razdvoje svijet i stvoriti čitav maska samo da nas drži u ovim lancima, dok bogati postaju još bogatiji, a siromašni moli da ti i održavaju laž?
Kako da znam da ovo nije neka velika šala?
Kako mogu imati vjeru kad nema nade?
Kako to treba jedan čovjek je 100 milijardi dolara, a još uvijek imamo ljude na ulici koji nemaju para?
Postoji mnogo stvari želim govoriti o i skinem
Ne mogu da spavam jer đavo mi ne da odmorim
Poznavao sam jebeni pastor u crkvi i dalje čujem krike djecu on bi jebeno zlostavljati
[Verse 4]
Dragi Boze
Da li me čuješ?
Ja treba da se bojite, ali nisi rekao sranje pa možda da si ti koji me stvarno plaši?
Ja ne znam odgovor samo želim da ga vidim jasno
Toliko laži da je 1000 različitih teorija
Sve što želim da znam ko je stvarno napravio religiju, jer znam da nisi ti, ali ne niko mi ne veruje
Nema više laži, nema više smrti
Vratite King, vratiti X
Ugoditi dragi Bog neka svoju dušu odmoriti
Zaštitite koji je ostalo i gledaju svoje korake
Dragi Boze
Ne želim da te ponovo pitati
Samo se nadam da znate da sam i dalje vjernik pa ću završiti sve ovo govoreći amen
To je Dax