I know I am not in the right, and I can no longer see what I am facing. You're pulling on my heart, God and I'm trying to resist

It's all a mystery to me.

I'm trying to get this right; I'm trying to get it straight

So why do I feel like redemption is so far off,

if You keep on pursuing me?

All I see ahead is medicated silence

Please, keep chasing after me

I don't want this inebriation

I just seem to need it