Thus From My Lips, By Yours, My Sin Is Purged Lyrics - Singles - As Cities Burn

Well, I've got a will but I want yours 

I've got a growing heap 

Of crosses and burdens 

I've simply lost heart to shoulder 

Simply no strength to lift 

I've always been a man in need 

'Cause I keep stepping in and out 

Of the shadow 

Caught by the drift and pitch 

Of whatever it is 

That keeps me coming back 

I want out 'cause I'm getting sick 

Sick from all this swerving 

Driver, sick from turning on you 

Someone show me a hole in this cycle 

Show me the way away and I'm coming back 

The way I came, no, I've seen this place before 

Surely this is no place for the light of this world 

Oh, how sweet the sound 

I know it saved but is it changing a wretch like me 

Oh my God, how sweet is the sound 

I once was blind but now I just look away 

My bride, I don't want to know 

What I'd be without forgiveness 

Brushing these adulterous lips