I've Got a Sin

I've got a sin, I've got a weight I'm a'carrying
I've got a sin, I've got a weight I'm a'carrying
I'm not too proud to admit I'm dying
I once felt free but now I'm tryin'
to keep these faults and shame I hold from burying me
but I've got a sin and and I've got a way of carrying things

I've got a scar, I've got a cancer in my heart
I've got scars and I've got a cancer in my heart
With so much resting on my doubting being made well or sorted out
I wonder if I overlooked what peace I'd found
While digging new wounds while trying carve some answers out
Now I've got a scar and still have a cancer in my heart

I've got a way, I've got a way of breaking down
I've got a way, I've got a way of faking things now
I blame my lack of understanding
for why I lost my will to stand
and fell for miles to rupture on the stoney ground
I still can't say that I'm a better man right now
I've got stains and I've got a way of breaking down

I've got thoughts, I've got a memory torturing me
I think a lot and I've got a memory torturing me
of when you once swore you were never leaving
as you left me lying in the thorns a'bleeding
where I grew numb and gave up on a lot of things
Now I've got thoughts, I've got a memory torturing me

I’ve got a fire, I’ve got a burning in my soul
I’ve got a fire and I’ve got a burning in my soul
but masterfully self defeating keeps me on the sidelines seeing
those I once inspired move beyond and grow
while I stay planted, rooted in my comfort zone
I’ve got a fire, but burning out is all I’ve known

I've got a lie, I've got a line for covering things
I've got lies, I've got lines for everything
That stem from my fear of connection
and serve as calloused self protection
built to build these walls too thick for shattering
I can't lie, I've got lies for covering things
But Lord I'm trying to keep my mind on recovering

I've got a truth, I've got redemption in my veins
I swear that it’s true, I feel conviction in my ways
When kingdom calls those bound for glory
if I ain't worthy, Lord ignore me
but know I'm trying to mend my torn, abhorrent ways
I've got a truth, I've got redemption in my veins
I've got a truth, I've got it rotting in my veins
but I’ve got a lie and I’ve got a way of covering things
I’ve got a mind and I’ve got a memory torturing me
I've got a sin and I've got a way of carrying things
I’m giving in, I’ve got a way of ruining things