Common Riddle

I don't know what's wrong with society
 I don't know but I think it might be me
 People look for ways in which to be free
 Freedom comes through faith in what you believe
 You say you're fine, you say your life is pure
 Your clouded mind makes you feel unsure
 You take your junk and the rest is all a blur
 Jesus Christ is your only cure
 Tell her things you think she wants to hear
 But being alone is your only fear
 You wake up empty and your life is still a mess
 Your only hope is J-E-S-U-S!
 You got your magic stone around your neck
 Your psychic friend says your life's a wreck
 Your soul's confused and your heart wants more
 Jesus Christ is knocking at your door
 Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!
 Hey (32X)
 I don't know what's wrong with society
 I don't know but I think it might be me
 People look for ways in which to be free
 Freedom comes through faith in what you believe