Until We're Dead

This is my question

This is my question

I just want to know

Why does God let things go on in this world

Things so sick that I want to leave

And just burn it all behind me

How much worse can this get

That he won't stop 'till were dead

And the little truth that is left

Is being twisted by the press

10 million people know my name

My judgment shouldn't be the same

Yes I murder, you know I do

But I'm not the same as you

I'll give my money to the system

They'll let me walk free as a victim

They say murder is a sickness

And killing is just a symptom

You let us fall so far

'Till we turn and reach out to you

But we'll never fall so far

That He can't save us again

Tolerance tolerance

Accept me how I am

And if you don't accept me

Then you hate me

So off with your head

God bless America

Land of the free

And home of the depraved

Kind of makes me wonder

How long God will let this go on

In this land of decay

You let us fall so far

'Till we turn and reach out to you

But we'll never fall so far

That He can't save us again

He'll let us fall so far

Till we turn and reach out to him

But we'll never fall so far

That He can't save us again

Just remember in the strangest of days

God still works and moves

And he still will use you and me

No matter how unworthy

Because we're all unworthy