Faith.
I don't believe in Heaven,
I don't believe in Hell,
I don't believe in a God,
And I don't buy what you're trying to sell.
But I'm cold and tired,
And I'm running out of time.
I can't face the fire
And I won't be in the line.
Don't tell me what to hear,
Don't tell me what I need,
Because I don't share your fear
And I won't buy your creed.
I still have dreams,
I still have faith,
I still need to believe,
But I've begun the hate.
Is it pathetic?
Am I unworthy?
Does it make you sick?
And do you still hate me?
Please don't judge me
For what I believe.
I don't believe in Hell,
I don't believe in a God,
And I don't buy what you're trying to sell.
But I'm cold and tired,
And I'm running out of time.
I can't face the fire
And I won't be in the line.
Don't tell me what to hear,
Don't tell me what I need,
Because I don't share your fear
And I won't buy your creed.
I still have dreams,
I still have faith,
I still need to believe,
But I've begun the hate.
Is it pathetic?
Am I unworthy?
Does it make you sick?
And do you still hate me?
Please don't judge me
For what I believe.