Top Songs By whatever mike
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
whatever mike
Lead Vocals
Camille Trust
Background Vocals
Jonathan Stein
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
whatever mike
Songwriter
Jonathan Stein
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
whatever mike
Producer
Jonathan Stein
Producer
Lyrics
Chorus 1
Holy God, I am flawed
Been a fraud, broken laws
I wanna confess, confess
I caused pain, made false claims
Spoke your name in vain
And I want to be honest, honest
And what’s craziest of all is
I didn’t mean to hate or cause heartache
I was doing my best
But I was blind, lost the light
And only I can make that right
I wanna confess, confess
Verse 1
Who am I without shame?
Felt stuck and so I blamed
Everyone I know for my pain
Guess that’s how we were taught
Don’t give no one a shot
Keep judging every thought, yeah
This culture’s got us caught in
The same shit, same fight
Blocked from the same light
There’s one crime: Division
Where vision goes to die
Pre-Chorus 1
I'ma live I'ma trust
I'ma learn ‘cause I must
On and on and on
When I breathe into me, I can see that I’m free
On and on and on
I have lied, I’m no saint
I will hurt and forgive
On and on and on
‘Cause to love is to grieve all the things we could be
On and on and on
Chorus 2
Holy God, I am flawed
I been a fraud, broken laws
I wanna confess, confess
I caused pain, made false claims
Spoke your name in vain
And I want to be honest, honest
And what’s craziest of all is
I didn’t mean to hate or cause heartache
I was doing my best
But I was blind, lost the light
And only I can make that right
I wanna confess, confess
Verse 2
Everyone makes mistakes, yeah
Hearts have a price to pay
But no shadow goes to waste
There are no errors in the game
I know that I am change
I give myself the grace
I love for love’s own sake
Pre-Chorus 2
I have lied, I’m no saint
I will hurt and forgive
On and on and on
‘Cause to love is to grieve all the things we could be
On and on and on
Chorus 3
Holy God, I am flawed
I been a fraud, broken laws
I wanna confess, confess
I caused pain, made false claims
Spoke your name in vain
And I want to be honest, honest
And what’s craziest of all is
I didn’t mean to hate or cause heartache
I was doing my best
But I was blind, lost the light
And only I can make that right
I wanna confess, confess
Outro
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace
Where there is hatred, let me sow love
Where there is injury, pardon;
Where there is doubt, faith;
Where there is despair, hope;
Where there is darkness, light;
Where there is sadness, joy.
Oh Divine Master
Grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console,
To be understood as to understand,
To be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive,
In pardoning that we are pardoned, and
In dying that we are born to eternal life.
Written by: Jonathan Stein, whatever mike