Sculpting

Duration

3:06

Genres

Rock

Lyrics

You bend me You break me You tear me down And, make me weak You mend me You make me Everything That I can be I got a bad taste in my mouth I think I'm just gonna spit it out I stand hiding in the night In the shadows of righteousness Scared to break free from this shell It seems I'm angry all the time The ones I love; Well, that's my kind Fleeing angels on the run Well, I think I might be the one That makes them feel like their job here is done 'Cause I have given into the enemy And, I have let him destroy me But, there is a God who can save you Yeah, there is a God that saved me,too There is a God There is a God