Face I Paint کے بول

My life has always been damaged by the holes in me. It's what I call humanity. My thoughts have always been the windows for my pleasured eyes. I kept chasing vanity. My mind has got a physical attraction to yearn for satisfaction. It chokes my heart so I can't see us, my mind starts to rust. It started out malignant and underneath the face I paint. When I was on my own, I began to focus in on anything but God. Although I lie Although I cheat Although I am still incomplete Although I am just what I am And all my goodness counts for nothing, You give me life. And You take my heart. Even though my mind has got a physical attraction to yearn for satisfaction You take my heart so I see Jesus. My heart's with you at last