Complacency, a lazy form of me
Ordinary, basic living, no hurry
How did I lose the fire that burned deep in me?
When did I choose to be this
Fake, impersonating so called me?
Complacency, a lazy form of me
Ordinary, basic living, no hurry
How did I lose the fire that burned deep in me?
When did I choose to be this
Fake, impersonating so called me?
So tired of this hot turned lukewarm heart
Torn between shallow desires of the flesh and pleasing God
This isn't where I thought I would be
How did I end up so lost?
Overwhelmed by who I should be
And the me here in this part
Everything I made my identity
The masquerade ends today
Finally, it's the real me
Imperfect, yes I bear numerous scars
You see, my God took what was broken
And restored all He intended from the start