Why Good People Suffer

Tell you what I want to
Never more than what is safe
Show you what I want to
And the rest I hide away
Sometimes I can feel myself leaning
Towards the basest of things
Am I just a liar or a killer or a beast?
Should I sit in judgment?
Would I have to judge me?
I couldn’t tell you why good people suffer
I couldn’t tell you why the bad ones run free
God showers blessings on the righteous and the wicked
I only know that that covers
Covers me
Do I feel like screaming
When the weak fall to the strong?
Would I trade my freedom for a cheap thrill
Right for wrong?
And if I could just rid the world of all the evil within
Would that include me?
Well I guess it would depend
Should I sit in judgment?
Would I have to judge me?
I couldn’t tell you why good people suffer
I couldn’t tell you why the bad ones run free
God showers blessings on the righteous and the wicked
I only know that that covers
Covers me
Who am I
I couldn’t tell you why good people suffer
I couldn’t tell you why the bad ones run free
God showers blessings on the righteous and the wicked
I only know that that covers
Covers me