Look down at my hands, see the spots where dirt accumulates in the space under my nails.
this wasn't something I wanted to be, lower than a worm and of less importance.
It's the futile things I fill my arms with, and unimportant whims that consume me.
I'm blind to all that is holy, and the road to sin is all too clear.
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Was I born for this life of uselessness?!
I dream of much more than my selfishness
I want to give you everything but my empty promises,
but I hold my best back, push you away
Hold on to my lack, and hide from the day
What makes you wait for me?
What is it in me that you see so worth keeping?
How when I've hurt you so much, do you still love me?
Do you still love me?
Somehow I still think I can fool you,
somehow I can hide my sin from your view,
And spend all my days in the worst things I could do
try to clean up the outside, and keep the mud in
make attempts to look holy, while wrapped up in sin
What makes you wait for me?
What is it in me that you see so worth keeping?
How when I've hurt you so much, do you still love me?
Do you still love me?
A thousand times over, I've killed you
A thousand times over,You've cried all your tears out for me
After everything I put you through
Loving, you died for me
You saw the part of me, so deep, that's worth keeping
And even as I nailed you to the cross, you still loved me.
Oh God, you still love me.
Jesus, you love me.
