You want to pray for me and this soul that is twisted inside.

Knock yourself out, have all the fun in the world, but I laugh.

You're wasting your time if you really do pray, it won't change anything.

If you pray, God's not going to suddenly appear in front of me

and tap me on the head with a wand, make me a believer.

I'm not like that. Why can you just except that and leave me alone?

I wasn't born into a life that fulfilled my hopes and dreams.

I was born into a life where religion is forced and originality is not.

I don't want to be forced anymore. I'm so done with all that God stuff.

So pray for me if you really want to, it's probably a waste of time.

But if you really want to, go ahead. But I laugh.