Coming Clean (feat. Ian Austin & Haddon)

William Toll

Composición de: Ben Haddon Tackett/Ian Richard Austin/William Toll Reynolds
The high wasn't worth the low
I hate when my true colors show
Not half the man that I pretend to be

I could try to hide from it
Or tell myself I'm fine with it
But nobody would be fooled by me

I don't drink much alcohol
So why do I stumble and fall
Down every single hill I try to climb

There are times I've reached the top
Just to make myself my own God
'Cause I thought I was doin' alright

I'm coming clean
I am far worse than I ever dreamed
I'm coming clean
Thank God that I have been redeemed

People see my risen hands
They think that I'm a righteous man
But inside I have drifted far away

I've grown accustomed to the dark
I let the silence harden my heart
Lord don't give me over to my ways

I'm coming clean
I am far worse than I ever dreamed
I'm coming clean
Thank God that I have been redeemed

I paid the piper his devil dues
Betrayed the King of holy truth
The penalty was death eternally

The executioner gripped his blade
Came my way and swung that thang
But in came Jesus slain instead of me

I'm coming clean
I am far worse than I ever dreamed
I'm coming clean
Thank God that I have been redeemed

I'm coming clean
I am far worse than I ever dreamed
I'm coming clean
I'm not half the man I pretend to be

Thank God that I have been redeemed
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