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Asking Why (Can't I) Shouldn't Eye
Even GOD's son questioned him as to why
Have you forsaken me as I'm about to die?
But you say that I should never question GOD?
How can I not while living in the swamplands of Sod?
Life's so hard and it's not getting any easier
We gotta ask questions for us to get any wiser
Are you a miser of the knowledge that I seek?
Do you believe this'll be inherited by the meek?
Pardon me, but that sounds weak as HELL
You're desiring for me to believe in fairytales
Let's keep it real; only the strong survive
We gotta take a stand in order to thrive
Have you forsaken me as I'm about to die?
But you say that I should never question GOD?
How can I not while living in the swamplands of Sod?
Life's so hard and it's not getting any easier
We gotta ask questions for us to get any wiser
Are you a miser of the knowledge that I seek?
Do you believe this'll be inherited by the meek?
Pardon me, but that sounds weak as HELL
You're desiring for me to believe in fairytales
Let's keep it real; only the strong survive
We gotta take a stand in order to thrive
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