Grits
Album: Grammatical Revolution
Track: Man's Soul
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Man's Soul Lyrics The more I meditate, I hesitate to even show face
The more I hesitate, I contemplate my life is a waste
My spirit levitates to take a glance at truth of its grace
As my flesh emulates every act of disgrace
So deceptive in perception of its hunger and greed
Maliciously relentless to fulfil whatever it needs
Undisciplined, rebellious, no regard for righteousness
Ever since it tasted death, he desires nothing less
Too many nights I spent in tears
Drowning in fear of never making it from all the time I spend faking it
My soul is proven capability
And prone that, when alone, without the Father's consecration flesh manipulates constantly
Continual battles my inner being goes through
Why do I do the things I know I'm not supposed to?
Why don't I do the things that I know I should do?
Who's to blame except me and me alone?
I found my enemy's home was in my soul
What could it inhibit, inhabit the dark corners lurking?
Demonic principalities and other evils working
Can't escape fate, allow what's in your heart to tailgate
You're your only cellmate to unlock or lock the jail gate
What could it inhibit, inhabit the dark corners lurking?
Demonic principalities and other evils working
Can't escape fate, allow what's in your heart to tailgate
You're your only cellmate to unlock or lock the jail gate
Somewhere inside the crevice, I long to face the limits
The premise is death for execution of flesh
Passed on authority and soul control
The tree of life I chose, taking shape of its mould
Indulge in fruit too,
Whatever you do, I do, we crew
Give it unto a city, evil, not for me, you, you
Doom can't loom if I no longer give it room
Zoom-a-zoom, you're free to explode for miles with a loud boom
Grip it tightly, I hold with no intention to fold
Toe to toe and blow to blow, flow to flow, I stand firm
Learn to discern, circumstances are changed
Do a dance with death til my soul's last breath
Without my harness can't salvage my image tarnish
What can make me whole again? The blood of Jesus
Freed indeed, down my slanted hill I ski, high speed
Manage to get bandaged when I got treed
What lurks in man's soul?
What lurks in man's soul?
I found that evil doesn't have a face, so let alone a place
It just lingers in the void over an open space
Searching out a victim to nuzzle up against
Take under its wing, inhabit, then reign supreme
Fickle control will slowly conquers a man's soul
Behold real TV, evil is real and when it takes its toll
Unfold with those punches, you don't have to roll
Toss yourself at the cross and escape the devil
More vibrant than the radiant redhead with flashlights for fingers
The illuminated words of Christ
Put that on ice for a spell
Pray tell, how in the world do you excel in the glory of God and then rebel?
Letting death valley grip you, a fear of falling down
Evil only breeds and feeds when you allow it to hang around
So get down, hit knees with prayers on seats
What's lurking probably shouldn't even be working (raa)
What lurks in man's soul?
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