Album: Dead Man Walkin'
This depression is sucking me in
Sure don't like it, can't do a thing except cry
All the time, all consuming
Always shaking a leaf on a tree
Can't explain it like insanity like my soul
Once so full, shot to pieces
Saw the doctor tried to describe it
His solution, an anti-psychotic pill or two
Twice a day, ought to do it
That may be true, don't want to doubt him
My suspician, is spiritual bondage stuck again
My head says, I'm unworthy
Crying out to you oh Lord please help me I am
Weighted down with shame now - I'm hurting
Past is full of stuff I cannot get out of my head - it's racing
Try and walk with you but all too often I get
Stuck in all my mess now - oh hear me
I surrender up this struggling sinner to you
To you, to you
I know better I've seen it before
Recognition is part of the war against this
Stupid name, mental illness
It's a battle admission of this
To be labeled it's one of those things where the name
Comes with shame, depression
It don't matter what people say because
Life in heaven, is coming some day very soon
So today, I will face it
Savior Jesus is bigger than this
Help me face it and pour myself in to your word
And your hope, and freedom
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