Lyrics:
I broke my wrist
Punching through a wall in the parsonage
The congregation can’t see me crying
I’ve got a swollen eye
From wrestlin’ my demons every night
And uncle screwtape won’t be my last one
I’ve got 2 spare tires
and far more county lines than exit signs
I’m on this road until my engine dies
I need you
If I’m being honest
I haven’t been honest in a couple odd years now
I need you
If the land that I take is another step away from you I don’t want it
I’ve got a heavy foot, and we’re pushing 95
I’m speeding down your road until the engine dies
I need you
Righteous Rage
Hold me deep inside the tension every day
Can anger be holy if you don’t let it eat clean through you?
I’m a optimist
When I close my eyes and clench my fist
And if pains in the mindset, than so is denial
If I’m being honest
I haven’t been honest in a couple odd years now
I need you
If the land that I take is another step away from you I don’t want it
You gotta let it hurt
Our image is the only thing we’re worth
His is the kingdom and yours is the church
Smile with your teeth
Your bruises make a lovely accessory
Have some guts kid, this is ministry
Have some guys kid, this is ministry
I need you
I need you
I need you