Simple

Take a breath, the camera's off
You don't have to hide the fact we're all messed up
I know you think, one more bad move
And God will finally wash his hands off you

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, hold on
That couldn't be more wrong

There's no such thing as too far gone with God
Nothing you can do to earn your spot
Nowhere you can go where He is not
I know it all sounds unbelievable
But believe me it's that simple

The devil lies, and twists the truth
He's working hard to make you think it's all on you
So you play the part, 'til you're exhausted
And when you fall, he's there to tell you that you lost

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, hold on
That couldn't be more wrong

There's no such thing as too far gone with God
Nothing you can do to earn your spot
Nowhere you can go where he is not
I know it all sounds unbelievable
But believe me it's that simple

Ooh-ooh
Ah-ah

There's no such thing as too far gone with God
Nothing you can do to earn your spot
Nowhere you can go where He is not
I know it all sounds unbelievable
But believe me it's that simple
Yeah, it really is that simple
It really is that simple

So take a breath, the camera's off
You don't have to hide the fact we're all messed up



Credits
Writer(s): Jason Houser, Clinton Lagerberg, Leanna Crawford
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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