Superhuman Lyrics - Singles - Andy Mineo

Come you sinners poor and needy 

Weak and wounded, sick and sore 

Jesus ready stands to save you 

Grace requires nothing more 

I will arise and go to Jesus 

He will embrace me in his arms 

In the arms of my dear Saviour 

There are ten thousand charms 

Why is it every time I step up on a train 

I see a pretty dame then I wonder what her name is 

Before I even get there the question on my brain is 

Do you love the Lord? Do you live to make Him famous? 

Then the car stop 

She step off 

It's time to refocus 

Questionin my heart and examinin my motives 

Why I'm capitivated by the brown skin mocha divas and I hope in mind she's a believer 

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Okay, she got all that beauty 

Yea, it's obvious 

I can't let it take precedence over godliness 

Now I'm gettin restless 

How I'm recognizin I'm takin pleasure in all these false treasures 

They fool's gold 

Instead of lookin for them sundresses 

I should just be lookin for the Son 

I confess it 

Even though my pride's tellin me, "don't ever let the fans know" 

I am not a super human though 

I'm a man 

So the grace that I talk about on all of my records 

I need it for myself cause really I'm just a mess findin rest in from the pressures of perfection 

As I stand up on this platform, they expectin 

Me to be a man without flaws. That's false. 

I am just another rapper that's called to point ya'll to the cross 

And that's exactly where I'm headed 

I'm just another beggar pointin ya'll to where the bread is man 

I'm not a superhuman 

I am just a man 

No, I'm not a superhuman 

I am just a man 

I'm not a superhuman 

I am just a man, but they never understand 

Photos 

I'm nothin more than a man lost, dead in my sin 

So here I am alive in Your hands 

Your hands 

Your hands 

We dress up nice in heels 

We try to make people buy em 

That's why when someone ask how we doin, we tell em fine 

Knowin we hurt inside, but tell me who's really lyin 

They ain't really wanna know how you doin 

That cost time 

That's way to expense 

And if I ever get a date with a dime, I'm sendin my representative 

The version of Andy that's cropped and edited 

I'm killin this first impression and I'm hidin the evidence 

Yea, photoshoppin the blemishes 

These lies of perfection are the cry of the desperate 

Men that want acceptance 

Holdin they breath 

Dyin a thousand deaths 

Forgettin there's beauty inside the mess 

What else could you expect? We obesessed over Twitter numbers 

Checkin ours, then comparin em to others like 

The number of likes up on a status is somehow suppose to raise our status 

Boy, this is madness 

We want the trophy wife who's the baddest and not some average 

So we can feel like the man 

Randy Savage 

Take me off the shelf 

I don't wanna be for retail 

I would rather be real 

Let you see the details 

When we fell, It feels like we fall so far cause they put us so high 

I am not a star 

I'm just a product of grace that's still in the process 

And I don't gotta be great because my God is 

No, I don't gotta be great because my God is 

I'm just a product of grace and guess what? 

I'm still in the process that's unfinished business 

Would you love me if I told you I couldn't fly? 

I got no cape on 

And no mask on 

There's no disguise 

Oh I'm no 

hero 

There's only one 

Oh I'm no 

hero 

There's only one 

And He's not for sale 

I'm not a superhuman 

I am just a man 

No, I'm not a superhuman 

I am just a man 

I'm not a superhuman 

I am just a man, but they never understand 

I'm nothin more than a man lost, dead in my sin 

So here I am alive in Your hands 

Your hands 

Your hands