How high is that horse
That you can easily ignore
All the anguish that you cause
To those whose faith that you implore
Despondent
Cause you've made up your mind
You've determined who's deserving
And who's left behind
Don't tell me "have faith"
When you never show your face for anything
I don't need your grace
Because I don't believe in anything
Savior, can you help me out
I'm drowning in my doubts
Savior, can you hear me now
All my faith's run out
You cast us out for having doubts
But until you show your face
I'll be an unbeliever