Strung Out Follow

at times i sit and wonder what's it all mean
but progress has destroyed us ???
violence and suffering ??? everyday ???
think about the dusty bible sitting on my shelf
used to believe their was a father
so bright but he's not there
i ponder more, i better of buy myself
it's just a lie we're not going to heaven
we're already in hell we're all damaged here
and i wish you well i wonder where you are now
and why you had to leave but my bloods so cold
and my heart is cold and i have not time to breath
i ponder more, i'm better off by myself
so bright but he's not there
used to believe their was a father
think about the dusty bible sitting on my shelf
don't tell me what's wrong don't tell me what's right
take your hopes and dreams and walk ahead of me
it's just a lie i've ??? too many times to even bother to write
cause in the end ???