Stop The Rain

I'm all in with a losing hand

Teachers called me rebel

Parents called me lost

Pastors called me devil

Had me kneelin' at the cross

Since I was a young'un, I was called names and bossed around

Back to the wall so long, call me pain's poster child

Religious home, times were different

They told me I was gifted

But to unwrap my mind was wicked

I was raised by guilt, raised by shame, raised by the rod

Bloody calves sacrificed in the name of their God

They claimed it was love, felt like heartbreak to me