Why Do We Cry?

I was 17 going on 70 I just want my mind back you can have the rest of me Feel like I been living a lie For like half my life I'm so sick of disguises You dropped that knife And I thought that it was over But I didn't know I chasing a ghost and the devil up under my shoulder Everywhere that I go I just carry the burden I carry the boulder Who in the fuck was I kidding Thinking that it would get better when I got older Someone point me in the right direction I been talking to angels lately they tell me to start confession I prayed to your gods I prayed to your temples I prayed to your demons I prayed to your devils I looked through your books and searched for a clear answer Why do we cry over things we can't change Lately I been breaking down I'm hoping that I can turn it around No god or devil can save me now But where do I go when I'm in the ground For a long long time I thought that the answer Was right at the tip of my fingers Praying to deity's Looking for symbols you're making the fools out believers I don't got no hate for the ones you save Just wonder why you didn't pick me I cannot relate to the ones you claim Just show your face it's all history I was just under impressions That if I just fully surrendered and gave you my everything That you would at least Be willing to give me an inch into stop me from hating me Someone point me in the right direction I been talking to angels lately they tell me to start confession I prayed to your gods I prayed to your temples I prayed to your demons I prayed to your devils I looked through your books and searched for a clear answer Why do we cry over things we can't change