Thus From My Lips, By Yours, My Sin Is Purged - As Cities Burn

Well, I’ve got a will but I want yours

I’ve got a growing heap of crosses and burdens

I’ve simply lost heart to shoulder

Simply no strength to lift

I’ve always been a man in need

'Cause I keep stepping in and out of the shadow

Caught by the drift and pitch of whatever it is

That keeps me coming back

I want out

'Cause I’m getting sick

Sick from all this swerving

Driver, sick from turning on you

Someone show me a hole in this cycle

Show me the way away and I’m coming back

The way I came

No!

I’ve seen this place before

Surely this is no place for the light of this world

Oh how sweet the sound

I know it saved but is it changing a wretch like me

Oh my God how sweet is the sound

I once was blind but now I just look away

Stepping in and out of the shadow

Stepping in and out

I just look away

Stepping in and out of the shadow

I just look away

Stepping in and out

My bride, I don’t want to know what I’d be without

Forgiveness brushing these adulterous lips