Hurt Talking to god Lyrics:
Mother is busy, she won't even miss me
And so busy praying she won't see me waiting
I hate all your reasons they just point to Jesus
You can't be awakened when you're not mistaken
And I hate your voice and that fucked up noise
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?

Yeah, how can you talk to God
How can you talk to God
How can you talk to God
When you won't talk to...

So I begged you just for a word that
Through the day you might have heard and...
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She wouldn't listen to my words
Always I'll remember some good times,
And 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

[musical interlude]

So how can you talk to God
How can you talk to God
How can you talk to God
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
And someday you will be better than me
Yes someday you'll be better than me
But you won't talk to...
Lyrics: Talking to god, Hurt [end]