Rom 8:1 Lyrics

How can I be a new creature if memory serves to remind me

Eyes stuck behind me

How can I set defenses with my enemy still inside me

Yelling come find me

I'm scared they'll surprise me

Living in terror, I'm hiding

From all of my thoughts

No wonder I can't stand a moment of silence

Shhhh

People keep asking me when I'll come back to the spot where I've been

No evil intent

It's said with a grin

But I'm petrified that the cycle has started again

Forgetting our pleasure could come with causality

Set our intentions to focus on apathy

Wanted our sex to be casual

No wonder there's so many casualties

Let me show you the burn marks that broke hearts

Faces that burn scars where rooms dark

Play on the ceiling, dancing to beats that're too marred

And too far away to hear the snap of a heartstring

Apparently, I still can't stand the silence, so I sing

Left to myself, deconstruction's what I bring

Virtues like vices, my dreams held in vice grips

Taking poor shots cause I missed all the timing

No, wait, the problem is deeper

It's buried beneath all this Christian demeanor

It's buried in fathoms, can't fathom the meters

It's buried in tiers, a natural feature

I'm missing my fear, how long since I seen her

And I'm treating wisdom like I never need her

I should probably step back, 'fore all of my setbacks from way back end at me greeting the Reaper

(Lord!) So where is the hope that you promised

Cause I don't feel jack if I'm honest

My thoughts are so loud that they drown out the sound of the prophets

(Lord!) And all of the streams of my conscience

Head from the left at a constant

Rate of descent, despite my dissent

So all of my words feel subsonic

Cause all that I read are the comments

And all I believe look like comics

I can believe there's power for others but never myself

I'm fit for the garbage

I'm trying to say that I'm common

I do not feel special, I feel like the opposite

Why would you go out your way to redeem me again

I'm already so tarnished

I need more than a polish and manicure

But you hung on three nails, affixed to a tree, next to two thieves, people like me

My sin is abolished, this man is cured

Forget my description, I'll copy yours

The fear of the Lord is beginning of wisdom

I started with ships and then got in a fish and three fitful nights later, back on the shore

I needed to switch definitions

Who told me my mission was forfeit

Myself and my enemy, they need to

(BE QUIET)

I'm learning my lesson, I needed to (stop)

Bringing up sin you forgave and for(got)

If you call me a son, all my charges you (drop)

If you're making me new, then that is reality

My garments are white no more blemish or spots

It don't matter what my mind said

I'm still made new

It don't matter what my heart said

I'm still made new