The Struggle…

[Verse 1]
Some mornings that mattress
Looks better than this road
Phone full of missed calls
Heart full of old ghosts
Coffee in the kitchen
Shakes in my hands
Little shoes by the doorway
Remind me who I am
[Chorus]
But I wanna be the man they need
Not this hollow, hurting thing
God, if You can hear me bleed
Turn this cracked dirt into spring
I am broken, I admit it
Still I’m begging in this night
Give me strength to stand and live it
When the bed looks better than life
[Verse 2]
I see questions in their faces
I see trust in every smile
They don’t know the storms I’m chasing
How I’m drowning all the while
Bills on the table
Bible on the shelf
I touch the cover, whisper
Save them from myself
[Chorus]
‘Cause I wanna be the man they need
Not this hollow, hurting thing
God, if You can hear me bleed
Turn this cracked dirt into spring
I am broken, I admit it
Still I’m begging in this night
Give me strength to stand and live it
When the bed looks better than life
[Bridge]
I fall apart in the bathroom light (oh Lord)
Stare my fear down in the mirror each night
If You’re there in the dark, don’t let me hide
Hold my shaking hands till the morning rides
[Chorus]
I still wanna be the man they need
Even shaking, even weak
God, I’m on my busted knees
Put Your fire in the words I speak
I am broken, but I’m breathing
Keep me walking through this fight
Give me strength to keep on being
What they need
When the bed looks better than life

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