Lyrics Hurt – Talking To God
Text:
Mother is busy, she won’t even miss me
And so busy praying and wouldn’t see me waiting
I hate all your reasons they just point to Jesus
You can’t be awakened if you’re not mistaken
And your cliches and the things that you’d say to me
Where they burned me then, it still seers today
Embedded in a memory that won’t change
How 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,
Some winters in times when i wasn’t too dirty for mud.
When you’d hit your 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 me
So 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 will be better than me
But you won’t talk to me.
