When I let myself believe in me
I feel my faith become riddled with disease.
I remember the day You spoke my name,
You said come follow me.
But my stand is weak, I feel ashamed,
I say don't bother me!
Too much of me and not enough of You!
Put me in this mud that I'm crawling through yeah!
I need You to free me from this impurity, impurity
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
So I crawl to You, so full of shame...
I know You're there for me but it doesn't feel the same,
Feel the same!
Too much of me and not enough of You!
Put me in this mud that I'm crawling through yeah!
I need You to free me from this impurity, impurity
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
There's too much of me
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
You take me by the hand and reveal to me
Why You created me.
Now I understand why, why You've been called
The King of Kings!
Too much of me and not enough of You!
Put me in this mud that I'm crawling through yeah!
I need You to free me from this impurity, impurity
Too much of me and not enough of You
Shoved me in this hole and I'm calling You
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
I need you to free me from this impurity, impurity
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
There's too much of me,
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
There's too much of me,
Yeah, yeah, yeah! Yeah, yeah!
