Been livng powerless these days
Been living fatherless in my king’s
Kid syndrome that’s been clinging to me strong,
Most of my problems and equations come down
To life without fascination and satisfaction, been
Compromising my cover recently, been giving in
To my own propriety these days, been giving in
At night, tossing over the flossing of the sin that’s
Engrossing, been listening to all the wrong voices
Vexing and transgressing inside of me much,
Been telling myself I am so screwed up and
The drive to rebel is so easy as Hell paved
Pathways beneath me, no Jonathan Edwards
To save me, no 23 minute account to change
My face entirely, been living selfishly this time
In and out, been walking with a frown cause
I am feeling pretty cordless and powerless,
Plugged into the socket for all the wrong
Reasons, Lord, I miss the days of your
Power this very hour, I ask you in humiliy
What does it take to resist the hostility
And Pursue you with all my heart