My life has always been damaged by the holes in me.

It's what I call humanity.

My thoughts have always been the windows for my pleasured eyes.

I kept chasing vanity.

My mind has got a physical attraction to yearn for satisfaction.

It chokes my heart so I can't see us, my mind starts to rust.

It started out malignant and underneath the face I paint.

When I was on my own, I began to focus in on anything but God.

Although I lie

Although I cheat

Although I am still incomplete

Although I am just what I am

And all my goodness counts for nothing, You give me life.

And You take my heart.

Even though my mind has got a physical attraction

to yearn for satisfaction

You take my heart so I see Jesus.

My heart's with you at last