I Need a Transplant
The darkest part of the night
Is just before the sun shines
But when there is no dawn in sight
Where do I try to hide
The bottom of a cup no longer does the job
Nightmares and scares never seem to stop
The pill box is empty the night is cold
Its all part of a lie they sold
I've been roaming through the desert
Looking for a man to baptise me
I've got this uncleanness clinging to my flesh
I've got this sin nature that is giving stress
This sin this brokenness
I just need you to take me take me home
Wash me in your crimson red
Resurrect me from the dead
Resurrect me from the dead
Free me from the second death
Wash me in your crimson red
Wash me
Wash me
I need a transplant
Take this heart of stone
I need a transplant
Make me make me gold
I need a transplant
Take this heart of stone
Make me take me shake me
Break me make me whole
As you brought Israel through the fire
I yearn for your heart and desire
Guide us through the flame
When our heart is under fire
No one is the same when they
Encounter the Messiah
His crimson blood running red
For resurrection of the dead
Resurrect me from the dead
Free me from the second death
Wash me in your crimson red
Wash me
Wash me
I need a transplant
Take this heart of stone
I need a transplant
Make me make me gold
I need a transplant
Take this heart of stone
Make me take me shake me
Break me make me whole
I need a transplant
Take this heart of stone
I need a transplant
Make me make me gold
I need a transplant
Take this heart of stone
Make me take me shake me
Break me make me whole
Is just before the sun shines
But when there is no dawn in sight
Where do I try to hide
The bottom of a cup no longer does the job
Nightmares and scares never seem to stop
The pill box is empty the night is cold
Its all part of a lie they sold
I've been roaming through the desert
Looking for a man to baptise me
I've got this uncleanness clinging to my flesh
I've got this sin nature that is giving stress
This sin this brokenness
I just need you to take me take me home
Wash me in your crimson red
Resurrect me from the dead
Resurrect me from the dead
Free me from the second death
Wash me in your crimson red
Wash me
Wash me
I need a transplant
Take this heart of stone
I need a transplant
Make me make me gold
I need a transplant
Take this heart of stone
Make me take me shake me
Break me make me whole
As you brought Israel through the fire
I yearn for your heart and desire
Guide us through the flame
When our heart is under fire
No one is the same when they
Encounter the Messiah
His crimson blood running red
For resurrection of the dead
Resurrect me from the dead
Free me from the second death
Wash me in your crimson red
Wash me
Wash me
I need a transplant
Take this heart of stone
I need a transplant
Make me make me gold
I need a transplant
Take this heart of stone
Make me take me shake me
Break me make me whole
I need a transplant
Take this heart of stone
I need a transplant
Make me make me gold
I need a transplant
Take this heart of stone
Make me take me shake me
Break me make me whole
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