go be the voice

go be the voice of god, go live the life putting death to shame, i wasn't force fed what i think, and i don't care if you think i'm brainwashed for what i believe, but it sure wasn't from people reminding me that i'm still a, failure every sunday morning, it's my fault, it's always my fault, every time i have a problem that can't be solved, tell me i've made progress, all i want is to make you proud, are the lungs in my chest still working, cause sometimes i wanna shout where's my savior now, life and death is all perspective, just don't give up you know it's not worth it, life and death is a matter of perspective, give in you know it's your purpose, even if you know you'll never deserve it, god where are you, god where are you now, there's no substance, nothing's real anymore, but i'm still swinging, fighting like never before