Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Oh, Lord, can You hear me now?
Oh, God, are You givin' me grace?
Your blood so watered down
But how You flow through my veins
And every word that I'm tryna get out
"No, it's not enough," You say
[Verse 2]
Oh, Lord, can You hear me now?
You know I believe in You
What game do You wanna play?
Now I've nothing left to lose
I said I'd give You everything
I'll stick, but You want the moon
[Verse 3]
Oh, my God, this love, I can't kick it
Oh, my God, I'm worshippin' now
Grippin' on so tight till I kill it
Grippin' on, where's Heaven we found?
It's holy Hell, now she don't believe in it
What else can I do but pray now?
He's the judge and jury, executioner
[Verse 4]
Oh, love, see me holdin' on
It's you that I'm tryna serve
We're runnin' round in circles here
And we never seem to learn
If I let you go now, let the soul out
Will you still spin my world around
And be the judge and jury, executioner?
[Verse 5]
Oh, my God, this love, I can't kick it
Oh, my God, I'm worshippin' now
Grippin' on so tight till I kill it
Grippin' on, where's Heaven we found?
It's holy Hell, now she don't believe in it
What else can I do but pray now?
[Verse 6]
Oh, my God, this love, I can't kick it
Oh, my God, I'm broken in two
Grippin' on so tight till I kill it
Grippin' onto something in You
It's holy Hell, now she don't believe in it
But what else can I really do?
[Verse 7]
And I'll say it again
I'll say it again, again, again
Will there come a time
When we can turn the bends
We can turn the bends?
If I could meet You halfway home
Does that make You the drug?
Does that make You the cure?
[Verse 8]
Oh, my God, this love, I can't kick it
Oh, my God, I'm worshippin' now
Grippin' on so tight till I kill it
Grippin' on, where's Heaven we found?
It's holy Hell, now she don't believe in it
What else can I do but pray now?
She's the judge and jury, executioner
[Verse 9]
I'm worshippin' now, oh
Where's Heaven found?
What can I do?
What can I do?
Written by: Jack Kenworthy
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