I, I am torn from the inside out Seeing clear, all my fears and all my doubts Sin has stained my hands And like a puppeteer, it holds my strings Oh, didn't I say this all before Isn't that my face print on the floorboards Haven't my tears washed the floors here many times
CHORUS
I am Adam, but not quite a man Looking for salvation in my own plan, in my own stand God is breaking down the pride, enslaving me, taking me I'm not too far gone
(Verse 2)
I need your truth to rescue me And your touch is what I need to set me free The dim light that I shine Is showing the tracks I follow to be mine Oh, didn't I say this all before Isn't that my face print on the floorboards Haven't my tears washed the floors here many times
CHORUS
I am Adam, but not quite a man Looking for salvation in my own plan, in my own stand God is breaking down the pride, enslaving me, taking me I'm not too far gone
REPEAT CHORUS
Compositores: Joel Christian, Michael H Sweet (Michaell Sweet) (BMI)Editor: Sweet Milena Music (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #12882985 em 07/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM