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Talking to God

Mother is busy, she won't even miss me

And so busy praying she won't see me waiting

I hate all your reasons they just point to Jesus

You can't be awakened when you're not mistaken

And I hate your voice and that fucked up noise

And your cliches and the things that you'd say to me

When they burned me then, they still seer today

Embedded in a memory that won't changeHow can you talk to God [3x]

When you won't talk to me? [repeat]So I begged you just for a word that

Through the day you might have heard and...

She wouldn't listen to my words

Always I'll remember some good times,

And some winters in times when I wasn't too dirty for mud.When you'd hit your own boys in that fucked up voice

On your black days, oh! the things that you'd say to me

When they burned me, yeah they burned me

Oh they burned me, yeah they burned meSo how can you talk to God [3x]

When you won't talk to me?I know every little word

Of all the things that I have heard

So how can you talk to God

When you won't talk to me?

When he won't talk to me

Someday you'll be, better than me [2x]

But you won't talk to me.

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