Jonah33. Too Much Of Me. Zeneszám

When I let myself believe in me
I feel my faith become riddled with disease
I remember the day You spoke my name
You said, "Come, follow me"
But my stand is weak, I feel ashamed
I say, "Don't bother me"

Too much of me and not enough of You
Put me in this mud that I'm crawling through, yeah
I need You to free me from this impurity, impurity
Yeah, yeah, yeah

So I'll crawl to You
So full of shame
I know You're there for me
But it doesn't feel the same, feel the same

Too much of me and not enough of You
Put me in this mud that I'm crawling through, yeah
I need You to free me from this impurity, impurity
Yeah, yeah, yeah
There's too much of me
Yeah, yeah, yeah

You take me by the hand and reveal to me
Why You created me
Now I understand why, why You've been called
The King of Kings

Too much of me and not enough of You
Put me in this mud that I'm crawling through, yeah
I need You to free me from this impurity, impurity

Too much of me and not enough of You
Shoved me in this hole and I'm calling You, yeah
I need you to free me from this impurity, impurity
Yeah, yeah, yeah

There's too much of me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
There's too much of me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah