I know I am not in the right, and I can no longer see what I am facing. You're pulling on my heart, God and I'm trying to resist
It's all a mystery to me.
I'm trying to get this right; I'm trying to get it straight
So why do I feel like redemption is so far off,
if You keep on pursuing me?
All I see ahead is medicated silence
Please, keep chasing after me
I don't want this inebriation
I just seem to need it