Sea Of Sinners

Liars at the pulpit
Prostitutes in pews
Fleece the offering basket
Spectacle for views
Log in your eyes
The speck is what you choose
Before you look at me
Take a look at you

See a sinner I look to the left
See a sinner I look to the right
Sea of sinners we drowning in it
I ain't willing to bring it to light

We be all comfortable in our lies
Aint no need for grace this what I like
Addictions that got us paralyzed
I ain't willing to give up this life

Where the Spirit at though I ain't feeling it
I have vices I'm simply not dealing with
Try to talk bout my wounds I ain't healing it
Thought it's "come as you are" but you killing it

All I see is a church full of hypocrites
Say you not from this world but you different
When the truth is we both need deliverance
All you doing is mirror my ignorance

I see me in that pastor from Hillsong
I see me when I'm looking at Dana
But my father too perfect for me
Don't see myself in him I'll be straight up

How you preach purity then get laid up
How you preach unity and then break up
Week the real you on Sundays you made up
Ratchet sinners we all wearing makeup

Yeah, see a sinner I look to the left
See a sinner I look to the right
Sea of sinners we drowning in it
I ain't willing to bring it to light
We be all comfortable in our lies
Aint no need for grace this what I like
Addictions that got us paralyzed
I ain't willing to give up this life

I ain't willing to give up my heroes
I ain't willing to give up my pride
I ain't willing to show what struggle with
I ain't willing to show what I hide
I ain't willing to give up this high
I ain't willing to deal with the eyes
I ain't willing to give it a try
I ain't willing to tell it goodbye

See a sinner I look to the left
See a sinner I look to the right
Sea of sinners we drowning in it
I ain't willing to bring it to light
We be all comfortable in our lies
Aint no need for grace this what I like
Addictions that got us paralyzed
I ain't willing to give up this life

Habits of the icons
Impurity ain't new
Millions of heroes
Abusers are your muse
Indoctrinate your morals
Too late to undo
The vices of your idols
Reflected on to you