[Verse 1]

Heaven don't want me

Praying, "God, please kill me"

Why my past so haunting

Though I feel so guilty

Oh, this pain's so filthy

Hope it rains down whiskey

I don't want no problems

I just want more whitney

Walk through walls so thoughtless

I might risk my vision

Heard that Paul chose God

And he might Act so Christian

Throw my soul in prison

I can't hold my sight

Turn them rags to riches

Turn the wrongs to rights

Let the secrets confide

Inside a sinner's most recent

Down to Egypt we ride

Son of Adam, seek treatment

Up & at 'em, malfeasance

Question the morals of Jesus

I won't fathom, albeit

I understand what I'm seeing

It's called arrested development

Still a childish petulant

Say I'm not so intelligent

My diploma was Heaven sent

But test me just for the hell of it

Well aware of the negligence

I know life is a circus

I call that water for elephants

Some of y'all are still racist

And it shows when you speak

We should all just trade places

For a couple of weeks

No my faith is so faceless

Pour a couple of drinks

And we're a little famous

To the people beneath

Got a place I like to visit

No one ever could find

Where interaction's illicit

And we exist out of time

No satisfaction is given

I won't accept any bribes

No Johnny Cash on my rhythm

But still I'm walking the line

I'm walking down to Abbey Road

I hope I learn I'm a star

I gave Yahweh my record

I'm drinking Guinness at bars

I want the world to come together

Better best to Let It Be

Nothing special in the end

It's just a Yellow Submarine

Got laid before I'm ready

I was barely a man

No, that pain is still heavy

No matter who lends a hand

Get paid to be available

Sane and highly favorable

I'll say her name was (shhh)

I guess she's still in high demand

[Verse 2]

It's the home I was raised in

Found truth in my parents

Replaced the Bible with statements

That keep my spirit generic

Let's take it back up to Genesis

Tri-To-Base it with pyramids

Oh my life is a primitive

Photograph by getty images

I'm unsolicited

Barely listening

Apostle, ensemble

Collossus is undisciplined

Thomas doesn't believe

But really neither do we

The gospel is underneath

All the love that's prohibited

Mental health does not exist

We call it information

Oh I set myself adrift

And wait for more impatients

So if you're no longer convinced

Just do your own equation

Everything ain't what you wish

Because your skin's caucasian

I've been at the alter

There's no time for my confession

Tell me why I even bother

Tryna find my way to Heaven

Number 3 is my perception

Still I'm searching for some time

Just another painful session

I still got you on my mind

I live my life without permission

Waste more time than I can count

The highest state that I can get to

Puts me in the lowest crowd

So who are you to tell me

I'm not good enough to try

I'm not good enough to do this

Til I'm putting up a fight

Really wish I could rewind

There's just way too many problems

I've been dealing with depression

Walk through walls a little thoughtless

Even though I feel guilty

My past is still haunting

God, please kill me

I know Heaven doesn't want me

[Outro]

I mean, I've struggled with my faith for... for a long time. I grew up in the church and ya know, stepping into adulthood, trying to figure everything out for myself, and some things just haven't quite made sense to me. There's this longing in me for there to be something more, but there's still that double that God is who He says He is