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I did not get baptized to be saved
I got baptized because it was a phase
Something to do in the church I was raised in
Don’t blame me for this saying
I’m not a saint I was only eight
Made to do things I did not want to do
Embarrassing things I hate to do
Cursing the elders under my breath
The law was the belt and the cord
Platforms toy car tracks the strike zone
In the middle of the back always hit home
Took my breath away tried to speak
But couldn’t say “Lord help me pleaseâ€
Set in pews sick of listening to pastor
Spitting chicken and liquor all over me
Choir singing, at the cross at the cross
Where my soul was lost wearing patent leather
Shoes with no gloss coz the shine was torn off
So many times in the world I’ve been hurt
but only God knows, I was wounded by the church ✒
