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Lyrics:
HOOK I wanna be a good man, I wanna see God I wanna be faithful, but I know that i’m not (Repeat)
VERSE 1 Look, since age 11 I been living only for myself Started doing drugs and threw my parents love up on the shelf Tried to blame father cause he raised me hardened by the belt But I never stopped to look at how I played the hand that I was dealt Meth smoke and gang fights, yes I know it ain’t right Still it’s the way that i was living cause those the friends that I was raised by I made my bed, so when I lay my head On down in the dirtiest hole was digging out my grave I guess But now it’s years later life got much harder I’m feeling so much older but I’m not much smarter Smell weed in the air, smell money on my hands Look I wanna be ambitious but ain’t making any stands Just a man all my plans are as grains of sand Just a stranger passing through an even stranger land So I’m on my knees looking up to the God they say can raise the dead Because I’ve stumbled to nothing and need your grace again I’m no good
VERSE 2 Look, I wanna make amends for wicked ways of men But now my patience bends cause I can’t break the trends With all the snakes and the fakest grins the waste of friends Me and the devil shaking hands I feel the hate descend Stop, cause nothing’s making sense Picture I’m recording’s distorted I gotta break the lens I don’t think that I can bare to bury up my face again Hurting this burden is certainly working towards a sad and fateful end So break addictions and shake afflictions And raise convictions so I’ll change the ways I’m living Bound by chains encaged in prison round this maze of dazed decisions I could waste away but listen God I pray for grace and vision So come and heal me, God come and steal me Help me sift through all of these lies to find the real me A guilty man redeemed when these filthy hands are cleaned So I can stand up as you planned and lift my hands to you and sing You’re so good
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