I've done so much wrong; it outweighs the good.
I've found the hardest things to do are the ones I should.
But you gave me all the grace; I needed to get out.
And I will not forget it Lord, I will walk it out.
The Demon on my shoulder says; you will pay for this.
Did you think you could escape all the consequences?
But it is not in me; it's in Your grace that I'm set free.
I feel sick; it's something I can't shake.
And night after night it's keeping me awake.
Am I sorry that I hurt You, or that judgment finally came?
I will not pass it off on You, cause I'm the one to blame.
I know there's someway you can turn this around.
Don't give up on me yet; I'm not yet in the ground.
You've given me one more chance, a million times before.
But I still hear another one, knocking at my door
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