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Mike Maranatha
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Iโm feeling weak
And I know this ain't what I'm meant to be
But I know it's time to get up
Yeah, I know it's time to fight, put my fists up
Hell yeah, I got issues
When I look in the mirror I wanna be peering at pierced hands
But I met with a still glance at a barrel of pill caps
With a baggage of filled gaps
And I manage to break a shell of the glass
With a bat or put a bat to get the
We still having a backlash from past of the
Picture with damage and actions I laugh at
With the fact that Iโm half bad
So in reality actually half backwards
'Cause I lack what a man has to have
In order to pass from looking back at the shackles (Uh)
Yeah I got a lot of madness
But the fact of the matter is
You had a plan with this
Even the you manifest
Yourself in flesh, your wealth invest, your wealth blast
And guess you had the pen for poems
And then exalt Him, the martyrs sent from the bottom man
Give me your hands, I'll give you my wounds
Show me your love that I probably abused
Give me your grace, I'll show you my bruises
Show me your face and I'll show you my truth
I got my issues (I got my issues)
When I peer into the mirror I don't really wanna look
'Cause oftentimes I just don't recognize
Flashbacks of the man looking back at me
Old tales with a bag of amphetamines
And I know this ain't what I meant to be
But I am my own worst enemy
How can you deal when you feel like you wanna kill Bill
So you pop pills so you don't feel a thing (Oh man)
I'm feeling weak
Like I ain't got no energy
My legs are walking through the desert
Feeling like this next turn might just be the end of me
And my enemies, they surround me
So I call out your name so loudly
But these evil demons won't leave in the scheming
Tryna leave me bleeding on the ground beat (For real)
But I know it's time to get up (Get up)
Yeah I know it's time to fight, put my fists up (Yeah)
Got my slingshot and a rock in my pocket
'Bout to pop it and watch it bounce off of your noggin (Yeah)
These demons want the death of me (Death of me)
But Jesus wants the best for me
So I'ma beat you for the rest to see
Leave it all on the field, nothing left of me
No breath to breathe
Hell yeah I got issues (Yeah)
You can see that I'm sinful (Sinful)
But God came down to the middle (Middle)
Set me free from the pain and the mental (Yeah)
So I'ma write it all down with my pencil
You ain't gotta be afraid of the devil (Nah)
You were born with a plan and a purpose of man
You are worth it to God, you were not accidental
Give me your hands, I'll give you my wounds
Show me your love that I probably abused
Give me your grace, I'll show you my bruises
Show me your face and I'll show you my truth
I got my issues (I got my issues)
I'm falling down harder
Minimal some drama
I became a pill popper
And I'm feeling froggy
Man I really wanna fight
Got a strong jaw like piranhas
Tryna run up on me
I'ma send them to my father
Got a strap kind of like the heat in a sauna
Matter fact I'm about to speed in a Honda
Then back to the trap and drinking a bottle
Whatchu know about that, real life
Jesus always gonna know how I feel like
Fist deep stuck in the struggle don't feel right
Back in the day getting trouble at midnight (Yeah)
And I always bought a sack just to kill time
And I always hit a lick just to deal dimes
Now I'm tryna find a fix
Now I'm tryna take a hit
Now I'm tryna take a swig, I'ma live right
I was all in sin
But God chose Saul to Paul the switch
I was falling like autumn with no godly friends
Now I'm walking with God with confidence
I got my all in this (Yeah)
I see you talking 'bout ministry (Ministry)
Let me tell you what is killing me
Saying you love but got none to be giving me
Saying you love but got none to be giving me
You kidding me? (Hey)
Let me talk about your feelings stings (Yeah)
Phone phone ringing out
Talking how you back 'til you in the casket
They showing love when you in the clouds (Real talk)
They getting love in the pulpit
No wonder I got issues
Saying it's God but not all to be cool with
Showing love the truth that's when he kiss you (My issues)
Give me your hands, I'll give you my wounds
Show me your love that I probably abused
Give me your grace, I'll show you my bruises
Show me your face and I'll show you my truth
I got these issues that I really wanna let go (let go)
There is a side of me...
So I'm giving them up to you now
Lord, I'm lifting them up to you now
And it's time to take my cape off, shake my pain off
Let you grab these chains and break off
All this weight that I've been bearing
You take dead to the grain on that cross