Don't Talk Back

The blood that I spill is the blood of a boy
Who was beaten and bruised till he couldn't move
Beat to a pulp under pressure to do all the things
They told him he couldn't do
All of the people against him were hopeful he'd fold
To the ways of a broken world
You're better off staying complacent, quit chasing your dreams
Let guilt take ahold of you

You fuckers can suck it, I stood by myself in the rain
When the weight of the world weighed
Down on my shoulders, it doesn't get lighter
Instead you get better at feeling pain
Fear for my mother, at times I don't know if she's happy
I watch and I want her to prosper
Try to get stronger my father looks at me with devilish eyes, I'm still the monster
I buried my brother he died on my birthday his casket was closed with a shingled roof
If I had to go through the things that he did growing up, it could've been me too
It could've been me in that room with a gun to my head
Nothing to lose but my last bullet
My trigger finger can't wait to pull it
Have you held a hand and felt it get the coldest?
I've carried some burdens since birth I've been careful to watch every word that I say
When I was eight, my body was baptized to wash my sins away
Praying to god with a clean slate and an open mind it seemed great
Till the heat waves from the church started to burn me in the flames
All of the blood spilt, empires built, for the hands of lying filth
All of the kids pulled out of class, to work for their grades and didn't pass
Laughed at and lost, a couple of boys became alcoholics and at a loss
Out of a job, into narcotics, I talk to the gods but they don't talk

I talk to the gods but they don't talk back
I talk to the gods but they don't talk back to me at all
Talk back to me at all, don't talk back
I talk to the gods but they don't talk back
I talk to the gods but they don't talk back to me at all
Or I don't listen when they call, yeah

All of the words that I've wasted in conversations continue to queue my thoughts
All of the hurt I've attained from the constant hatred, haunts me after dark
It really is crazy what people will do, they throw out their friends for a little fame
The mud I've been drug through is deeper than all of the dirt you could ever put on my name
I walk through the water and wonder if others feel nothing and suffer like me inside
Sat and I've waited, I've cried and I've hated myself for all of the wasted time
I look at Vienna and I can't pretend for a second that she doesn't make me smile
The way she's impacted my life has me thinking about the day that I have a child
Heaven is holding the hands of a handful of family and friends that don't have a home
I hope they can find one and get everything that they've wanted and waited for way too long
They tell me the strong live and the weak wither, broken hearts heal, taste bitter
Take another jab, have the last laugh, leave me looking like I'm a holy sinner
All I have left is a little faith that I brought along the way
If you wanna take it then you better take it and leave before you can't
Nowadays when I talk to god it doesn't feel the same
Cause I try to talk, I stop and listen to nothing that he'll say

I talk to the gods but they don't talk back
I talk to the gods but they don't talk back to me at all
Talk back to me at all, don't talk back
I talk to the gods but they don't talk back
I talk to the gods but they don't talk back to me at all
Or I don't listen when they call, don't talk back

They don't talk back
They don't talk back
They don't talk back
Don't talk back