Testo Closed Book

You have no faith in me
You'd rather dwell on who I used to be
Cuz you're too caught up in complacency to see
You're raising a heathen

Now there's a million other books out there
And I don't need another cross to bear
Cuz when I love somebody I don't care What fairy tales they believe in

I'll make this clear and easy for you
Leave me out of your thoughts and prayers for good
Don't make me beg, I've got bandages on these wounds
Sore from the last time through

Where do you think my soul will go if I die today?
God take their ignorance and rip it to shreds
There's no sense for you to keep me here
I've already found my way
Not to be deaf dumb and blinded by faith