Текст песни Dear God - Patient Zer0

Dear God
I'm prayin to you, man
I'm prayin you find a way to hear what I'm sayin here, man
I'm prayin broken people feel put together here, man
I'm prayin for an answer to my questions here, man
Hear what I'm sayin
Do you hear me right now
Do you hear the guns fire in alley way now
Can decipher my words to make a change in this realm
Can we call on your name to make a change for us now
Dear God, man
It's like Gandhi, man
It's like we wanted this violence in the world to be gone, man
We broke, man
And broken roses wilt
And beautiful things come from the walls that we built
Dear God, man
Dear God
Dear God

Racists
Drug dealers, Gang bangers
40s and 50s they slangin
Pills they be poppin and pot they be smokin
Lean solvin all of they problems
And they don't talk to God no more
They talk crack
Movin that dope just to make them some racks
So dear God, save us from ourselves
Dear God, save us from this Hell

And I'm constantly thinkin
And now I'm constantly drinkin
And thinkin 'bout all my demons
They tear my flesh while I'm screamin
And tear my flesh while I'm singin a ballad of all of this anger
Anger and evil mixin a potion in the minds of the youth, man
The truth speaks, man
The devil wants us to close our eyes and fuel the fire to grow, man
Kids without homes cry
Cry for their brothers and mothers
And sons and daughters without their fathers
I feel so exhausted
I'm feelin so numb
But the man who feels lost stands in front of the gun
Tears stream down his face
No one to save him
Standing eye to eye with the devil and demons
Pull yourself back up, man
Make a change
Look in the mirror and lift up all your rage
Talkin to God now
Save me from blame
He always answers when you feel numb to the pain
So Dear God, man
Dear God
Dear God

Racists
Drug dealers, Gang bangers
40s and 50s they slangin
Pills they be poppin and pot they be smokin
Lean solvin all of they problems
And they don't talk to God no more
They talk crack
Movin that dope just to make them some racks
So dear God, save us from ourselves
Dear God, save us from this Hell

Homicides
Mothers cry, suit and ties
Staring at lifeless poor babies
Tears they just flow and they cry out to God now
Why did you take my poor baby
But they don't talk to God no more
They fall back
Falling to darkness asleep in its depths
So, Dear God, save us from ourselves
Dear God, save us from this Hell