HOOK
I wanna be a good man, I wanna see God
I wanna be faithful, but I know that i’m not
(Repeat)

VERSE 1
Look, since age 11 I been living only for myself
Started doing drugs and threw my parents love up on the shelf
Tried to blame father cause he raised me hardened by the belt
But I never stopped to look at how I played the hand that I was dealt
Meth smoke and gang fights, yes I know it ain’t right
Still it’s the way that i was living cause those the friends that I was raised by
I made my bed, so when I lay my head
On down in the dirtiest hole was digging out my grave I guess
But now it’s years later life got much harder
I’m feeling so much older but I’m not much smarter
Smell weed in the air, smell money on my hands
Look I wanna be ambitious but ain’t making any stands
Just a man all my plans are as grains of sand
Just a stranger passing through an even stranger land
So I’m on my knees looking up to the God they say can raise the dead
Because I’ve stumbled to nothing and need your grace again
I’m no good

VERSE 2
Look, I wanna make amends for wicked ways of men
But now my patience bends cause I can’t break the trends
With all the snakes and the fakest grins the waste of friends
Me and the devil shaking hands I feel the hate descend
Stop, cause nothing’s making sense
Picture I’m recording’s distorted I gotta break the lens
I don’t think that I can bare to bury up my face again
Hurting this burden is certainly working towards a sad and fateful end
So break addictions and shake afflictions
And raise convictions so I’ll change the ways I’m living
Bound by chains encaged in prison round this maze of dazed decisions
I could waste away but listen God I pray for grace and vision
So come and heal me, God come and steal me
Help me sift through all of these lies to find the real me
A guilty man redeemed when these filthy hands are cleaned
So I can stand up as you planned and lift my hands to you and sing
You’re so good