Skuzi Cinatas - Snow Lyrics

What if I said f*ck it all and just stopped making music
One side is saying keep going and the other side saying screw it
No motivation, no concentration
No moving forward, only hesitation
In too deep with my f*cking thoughts
Running from my demons til I get caught
What's the key to even, what's the point in trying
What's the point in living, when I know I'm dying
God ignore my calls when I f*ckin dial
And sends me to hell at the f*ckin trials
Cause my beliefs ain't f*ckin pleasant
But he's too scared to show his presence
Why should I fear what I can't see
He real to you but he's fake to me
Don't see the point in me reading books
Ain't tryna be the one to get hooked
On fantasies that's all made up
Saying I'll be better if I prayed up
I pray everyday, you don't know it
Don't got a reason that I gotta show it
What spirits listen? Bad or good?
What spirits listen? Bad or good?
Everyday I'm misunderstood
I hate it all but it's all good
Footprints in the snow, leading to the other side
Footprints in the snow, keep me sheltered on this long ride
Does god listen to those he made?
Does god listen to those he raised?
Does god listen when it's sunny out and I'm busy thinking bout him in the shade?
I try hard but he don't budge
I'm so f*ckin tired of chasing his love
He don't listen and I'm tired of talking
So f*ck it all, I'm done I'm walking
Maybe later he'll be brave and finally say some f*ckin words to me
I'm almost certain that through all this shit he's probably never even heard of me
When my pastor talk I soak it up
One side of me is like "He's joking huh"
It's all faith is what they say, it's all hope is what they say
I got no time for faith, I got no time for hope, I need to see some answers someday
Why the f*ck do I look like this?
Why the f*ck am I always stressed?
Why is it that no matter how happy I always seem to end up depressed?
Too many questions with no answer
Why'd my brother have to die of cancer
Why can't you just talk and not force me to hear others banter?
You acting shady, I don't like it
The holy bible, did you write it?
All I want is one simple chat and we can be done and that's that
I'm sick of all these mind games, you got me going through a maze
But the bond is broke and it's your fault, I suggest we go our separate ways