Verse 1:
Have you ever needed to talk but no one would listen?
Have you ever sat up all night questioning God's existence?
Confusion sets in I beg for forgiveness
What have I achieved?
I want to believe, so "God" give me a witness
They say there’s no such thing as a stupid question
Here’s one: where will I end up, hell or heaven?
This is real talk that im presenting
Im not just venting, Im inventing and repenting
I need some incentive
Why can't I get an answer to any of my ****ing questions?

Chorus:
Why do my conversations with God just leave him speechless?
My efforts to find an answer to all of my questions are ceaseless
But peep this, I ain’t gonna give up on my completeness
There’s a piece of me missing, just another one of my secrets

Verse 2:
I believe if you live to dwell in the past
When you try to escape you'll be stuck in the past
To never move forward toward the light
My eyes closed I lost sight
Reliving the pain in my life over and over again on the same flight
To the same destination every night
I need to break away fly free this is why i write
So i could read it over when i do lose sight
But what happens when i get old and begin losing the fight
Hopefully i will have practiced what i preached
So it's your hearts that I've finally reached