I've had demons
And I know you do too, But you're afraid So you put on parade That you never knew. I'm tired of the lies, Tired of the shame, Tired of people cursing so casually the power of His name. But I'm to blame, But I'm to blame, But I'm to blame, Lustful for fame, Hoping that God's truth will one day make people know my name. But that's not fair, Like I have the right to sell air, When I've been given life But want credit when I share. Look in my eyes, Look at my hair, Go ahead and stare, For what do I care, I come to you bare. I'm more afraid to hide what's inside Because I've been there before And I've believed in those lies, And I've hidden that fear, And I've buried that shame, Only for time and time again for it to rise from the dead in the back of my brain, Driving me insane, Enough! Don't play the devil's game. Free yourself, Feel the pain, For fruits to blossom Let it rain. When Christ said it is finished It was taken in His name, So rain on him your troubles Let Him grow you again. Carter Chase September 17th 2017
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