How can I come to you in confidence
given the blood on my own hands.
How can I speak these words to make you feel
that there is an ounce of truth in what I said.
What a cross I had to bare
living on my own.
I didn’t leave much room for you
to step inside and open my eyes.

Will you live in fear of the consequence
of the pressure on your chest.
You can’t deny the lack of evidence
so tell me everything you want me to believe.
And I pray that this is natural.
I point my fingers at the others
that were not much different than me.
What a shame it was
I should have been focused on myself.

There’s a hush of silence
giving way to my doubt.
The voice is telling me to understand
that this is all my fault.
And I pray that this is not the end.
And I look around
there is no one to blame.
The tears fall down
and turn into pain.


Lord, open their eyes.
Please, help them see.
Give them the hope you
have given to me.
Tear down these walls
I lie in between.
Erase what I’ve done
and help them believe.

You can’t take this life from me
it’s not yours to lead.
You better check your vital signs.
I think your running out of time.
Turn me inside out
all my fears are gone.
It feels so good to be alive.
How would I know my past
would be your enemy,
the wall between you and I.
Consider what you are living for.
Consider who will witness.
Don’t regret your life.
I trade this life for my health
and now I’m feeling much better
than I ever thought I could.
I’m living right because I live in Christ.

Give them something more.
Open their eyes.
Help them believe.
I don’t remember how many times
I’ve fallen on my face
and I got right back up again.
I won’t surrender.
You will never own me.
You are fighting in a war
That you will never ever win.