| I’ve given up on giving up slowly
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| I’m blending in so You won’t even know me
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| Apart from this whole world that shares my fate
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| This one last bullet you mention
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| Is my one last shot at redemption
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| Because I know to live you must give your life away
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| And I’ve been housing all this doubt and insecurity
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| And I’ve been locked inside that house
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| All the while You hold the key
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| And I’ve been dying to get out
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| And that might be the death of me
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| And even though, there’s no way in knowing where to go,
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| Promise I’m going because
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| I gotta get outta here
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| I’m stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake
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| I gotta get outta here
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| And I’m begging You,
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| I’m begging You,
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| I’m begging You to be my escape.
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| I’ve given up on doing this alone now
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| Cause I’ve failed and I’m ready to be shown how
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| He’s told me the way and I’m trying to get there
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| And this life sentence that I’m serving
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| I admit that I’m every bit deserving
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| But the beauty of grace is that it makes life not fair
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| Cause I’ve been housing all this doubt and insecurity
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| And I’ve been locked inside that house
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| All the while You hold the key
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| And I’ve been dying to get out
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| And that might be the death of me
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| And even though, there’s no way in knowing where to go,
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| Promise I’m going because
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| I gotta get outta here
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| Cause I’m afraid that this complacency is something I can’t shake
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| (Yeah)
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| I gotta get outta here
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| And I’m begging You,
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| I’m begging You,
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| I’m begging You to be my escape.
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| I am a hostage to my own humanity
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| Self detained and forced to live
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| In this mess I’ve made
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| And all I’m asking is for
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| You to do what You can with me
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| But I can’t ask You to give
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| What You already gave
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| Cause I’ve been housing all this doubt and insecurity
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| And I’ve been locked inside that house
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| All the while you hold the key
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| And I’ve been dying to get out
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| And that might be the death of me
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| And even though, there’s no way in knowing where to go,
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| Promise I’m going because
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| I’ve gotta get outta here
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| I’m stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake
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| I’ve gotta get outta here
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| And I’m begging You,
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| I’m begging You,
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| I’m begging You to be my escape.
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| I fought You for so long
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| I should have let You in
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| Oh how we regret those things we do
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| And all I was trying to do was save my own skin
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| (Oh…)
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| But so were You
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| So were You |