I've been praying to God that this mirror would just break,
so I don't have to see the mistake God made in me.
If only I could plant the seed that would bare the weight
of a thousand leaves to set me free; maybe then I would believe.
How many times can the sinner sin?
How many times can I be born again?
How many times can the sinner sin?
How many times can I be born again?
And, I've become all I used to be;
I'm tired of chasing identity.
And, I've become all I hate to see,
but I'm still chasing.
I fear that this is as good as it gets,
lost in the knowledge between grace and regret.
I fear that this is as good as it gets,
but still the questions persist:
How many times can the sinner sin?
How many times can I be born again?
How many times can the sinner sin?
How many times can I be born again?
Oh
Oh God, Oh God, I've fallen off.
Oh God, Oh God, where can I find Your love?
Oh God, Oh God, I've fallen off.
Oh God, Oh God, where can I find Your love?
Oh God, Oh God, I've fallen off.
Oh God, Oh God, where can I find Your love?
Oh God, Oh God, I've fallen off.
Oh God, Oh God, where can I find Your love?
And, I've become all I used to be;
I'm tired of chasing identity.
And, I've become all I hate to see,
but I'm still chasing.
I've been praying to God:
Will you come remake me?
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