Confessionário

Lord God, I don’t know if You can hear me
This time I won’t lie, I’m here to talk, to pray
I don’t know if it’s right to confess the shit I thought and did
But to explain? Nah, just for the haters to judge?
Name in the obituary, confessional, no way
It’s clear that purgatory isn’t a place
For someone who messed up, yeah Lord, that’s me
Who fucked everything up and didn’t even feel sorry
Sorry for the language, I try to control the outburst
But how long does it take to forget just a minute?
I tried to change the world, tried to change my life
And all I managed to do was make it worse
She tried to help me, my parents too
They said I should change and I said I was fine
Lying that I was okay, saying everything’s alright
And the evil in my head calling me my dear
I accepted, said that’s what I wanted
Not always is the right thing right, but that’s what I wanted
It satisfied me, and it got easier each time
Hooker in bed, cash, and I felt like steel
It’s fucked up! Just another lost piece of shit
Amazed by a world where you don’t have friends
Where fame opens doors and legs, and it’s clear
That even love is something disposable

I don’t know if I’m doing the right thing and if this is correct
But it doesn’t matter because I’m still doing it
I regret it all the time, and if this isn’t right?
Fuck it because I’m still doing it

I don’t know if I’m doing the right thing and if this is correct
But it doesn’t matter because I’m still doing it
I regret it all the time, but if this isn’t right?
Fuck it because I’m still doing it

Did my talent screw me over or did I screw it up?
And if it was You who gave it to me, what do I do with it?
Because all I wanted was not to be one of those
Who do it for fame, cash, but no one trusts them
No, I sing because I need to, it’s serious
It comes from within me, like mining for ore
I put it in the lyrics, the pen sometimes fails
Just like I fail when I want to get it right
The truth isn’t pretty and it hurts
You saw everything from up there so I won’t make excuses
Sorry if this guilt is mine and there’s no way out
I’ve got the conduct of a man to sign and take it to heart
The consequences of actions, facts I tried to hide
So you don’t see, and I don’t see, but no one sees
In trying not to be, dumb, I acted on instinct
Trash under the rug and I thought it was clean
Mistake, my plans merged in the middle of this
Pains, loves, and always without commitment
But fuck it, I thought it was normal too
That if I ignored it the next day I’d be fine
But that day never comes so enough with the lies
Honestly, I hope you can hear me
In the meantime, I’m here doing, it’s just work
Shit, my time in the confessional is up

I don’t know if I’m doing the right thing and if this is correct
But it doesn’t matter because I’m still doing it
I regret it all the time, and if this isn’t right?
Fuck it because I’m still doing it

I don’t know if I’m doing the right thing and if this is correct
But it doesn’t matter because I’m still doing it
I regret it all the time, but if this isn’t right?
Fuck it because I’m still doing it