Apologies and Comfort
You Know an Apology can go a long way
If I was to give one I think this is what I would say
Never meant blurred it probably too assertive
Too much for my own good wish I could reverse it
Yeah it takes a toll after scaling up the mountain
The air up there is thin you faint fall and roll
Some take different roads others fall in deeper holes
Raised with different mind sets different regrets
Sometimes the hurt feels good on the surface
Untill you learn the feeling wasn't worth it
How can after all this flack for actions being out of out of purpose
I feel like I've done this so many times
I've rehearsed this word for word finding different verses
Combating all these loveless corpses coming for my motives
Just to prove it it's not who I am it's the loss of focus
Its carnal and I struggle to pull myself from rubble and the ashes
What a cliché I hope it passes
As a memory in the past tense
Sometimes we get comfortable
We forget what really matters in life
We fall for shallow pleasures things that fade away
We chase highs and hit lows we hide behind warm smiles
But our hearts are cold
Sometimes we get comfortable
Hope you see it if not put on some glasses
It's me asking forgiveness about my lack of passion
Yeah I feel conviction for my idols and addictions
Guess I can't blame the culture for writing these prescriptions
Yeah it would be different if I didn't want to quit it
Guess it's too late to put blame on those who put you in it
Now it's only me to blame if enlisted in the battle and didn't win it
I don't see the use of putting pressure on pain imbedded
Something regretted repeatedly vetted a fact undefended
A conversation left unended a mistake unintended
Maybe I shouldn't of said it.
I portrayed I'm not sinless and the prize I couldn't win it
Only through Christ can I stand in his presence
Gentle words instead of disappointed stares
Could probably be an asset to the ones holding to prayer
Sometimes we break sometimes we fall
But Jesus died for all your sin and called you to live in freedom
When we repent and believe that Jesus rose from the grave
We get his gift of forgiveness and redemption
The old is passed away you become a new creation
Then your growth in Christ begins and we spread this message
So all can receive salvation
I'm talking about the battle the one you also have inside
Sure it might be a different vibe probably worse than mine
So this is not for pity I'm just getting into the gritty
Cause I know I'm not the one feeling silly
That's just a nice word to cover how I'm really feeling
Guess I try to find comedy in my existence
The guilt that comes I try to resist it b
But sometimes you need someone's help with it
Cause feeling alone will only keep it persisting
Filling up my nose these emotions overflow
Yeah I tried the tricks and the potions
Seeking substance in worldly devotions
Only falling deeper getting trapped in false notion
Now I'm just waiting for the rest up in the heaven
With the disciples breaking bread all 12 my bad 11
Judah should heard this rhyme he could of saved a seat
Came to Jesus like the woman who wept at his feet
Judah was replaced and the full number of disciples came to 12
But it's scary to think that the Lords life this man decided to sell
He walked closely with Christ
Learning about forgiveness that was offered
And he threw it all away for some earthly silver comfort
If I was to give one I think this is what I would say
Never meant blurred it probably too assertive
Too much for my own good wish I could reverse it
Yeah it takes a toll after scaling up the mountain
The air up there is thin you faint fall and roll
Some take different roads others fall in deeper holes
Raised with different mind sets different regrets
Sometimes the hurt feels good on the surface
Untill you learn the feeling wasn't worth it
How can after all this flack for actions being out of out of purpose
I feel like I've done this so many times
I've rehearsed this word for word finding different verses
Combating all these loveless corpses coming for my motives
Just to prove it it's not who I am it's the loss of focus
Its carnal and I struggle to pull myself from rubble and the ashes
What a cliché I hope it passes
As a memory in the past tense
Sometimes we get comfortable
We forget what really matters in life
We fall for shallow pleasures things that fade away
We chase highs and hit lows we hide behind warm smiles
But our hearts are cold
Sometimes we get comfortable
Hope you see it if not put on some glasses
It's me asking forgiveness about my lack of passion
Yeah I feel conviction for my idols and addictions
Guess I can't blame the culture for writing these prescriptions
Yeah it would be different if I didn't want to quit it
Guess it's too late to put blame on those who put you in it
Now it's only me to blame if enlisted in the battle and didn't win it
I don't see the use of putting pressure on pain imbedded
Something regretted repeatedly vetted a fact undefended
A conversation left unended a mistake unintended
Maybe I shouldn't of said it.
I portrayed I'm not sinless and the prize I couldn't win it
Only through Christ can I stand in his presence
Gentle words instead of disappointed stares
Could probably be an asset to the ones holding to prayer
Sometimes we break sometimes we fall
But Jesus died for all your sin and called you to live in freedom
When we repent and believe that Jesus rose from the grave
We get his gift of forgiveness and redemption
The old is passed away you become a new creation
Then your growth in Christ begins and we spread this message
So all can receive salvation
I'm talking about the battle the one you also have inside
Sure it might be a different vibe probably worse than mine
So this is not for pity I'm just getting into the gritty
Cause I know I'm not the one feeling silly
That's just a nice word to cover how I'm really feeling
Guess I try to find comedy in my existence
The guilt that comes I try to resist it b
But sometimes you need someone's help with it
Cause feeling alone will only keep it persisting
Filling up my nose these emotions overflow
Yeah I tried the tricks and the potions
Seeking substance in worldly devotions
Only falling deeper getting trapped in false notion
Now I'm just waiting for the rest up in the heaven
With the disciples breaking bread all 12 my bad 11
Judah should heard this rhyme he could of saved a seat
Came to Jesus like the woman who wept at his feet
Judah was replaced and the full number of disciples came to 12
But it's scary to think that the Lords life this man decided to sell
He walked closely with Christ
Learning about forgiveness that was offered
And he threw it all away for some earthly silver comfort
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Writer(s): James Tennapel, Petr Shalyapin
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