Grits
Grits - Man's Soul songtekst
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The more I meditate, I hesitate to even show face The more I hesitate, I contemplate my life is a waste My spirit levitates to take a glance at truth of its grace As my flesh emulates every act of disgrace So deceptive in perception of its hunger and greed Maliciously relentless to fulfill whatever it needs Undisciplined, rebellious, no regard for righteousness Ever since it tasted death, he desires nothing less Too many nights I spent in tears, drowning in fear I'm never making it, through all the time I spend faking it My soul is proving capability and prone that when alone Without the father's consecration flesh manipulates Constantly, continual battles might end up being goes through Why do I do the things I know I'm not supposed to Why don't I do the things that I know I should do Who s to blame except me and me alone I found my enemies home (Chorus) What could it inhibit a habit the dark corners lurking demonic principalities when other evils working you can't escape fate, allow what's in your heart to tailgate you're your only cellmate to unlock what locked the jail gate (2X) Somewhere inside the crevice, I long to face the limits The premise is death for execution of flesh past no authority and so control the tree of life I chose, taking shape of its mold Indulge in fruit too, whatever you do, I do, we crew Give it unto a city, evil, not for me, you you Doom can't loom if I no longer give it room zoom a zoom You're free to explode for miles with a loud boom Perfect tightly I hold with no attention To foe toe to toe and low to low, flow to flow I stand firm Learn to discern, circumstances are changed Do a dance with death, til my soul's last breath When I'm at my hardest Can salvage my image tarnish What can make me whole again The blood of Jesus Freed a deed Down the slanted hill I ski high speed Manage to get bandaged when I got tree (chorus) What lies in a man's soul… I found that evil doesn't have a face, so let alone a place It just lingers in the void over an open space Searching out a victim To nuzzle up against, take under its wing, and habit, then reign supreme Think it control, it slowly conquers a man's soul Behold real TV, even real is when it takes its toll Unfold, with those punches, you don't have to roll Toss yourself at the cross, and escape the devil More vibrant than the radiant redhead W/ flashlights, the fingers, the illuminated words of Christ Put that on ice for a spell, pray tell, how in the world do you excel in the glory of God, and then rebel Letting death valley give you a fear falling down It will only breed your fears when you allow it to hang around So get down, hit knees where prayers don't cease What's lurking probably shouldn't even be working