Lord, Save Me

Chorus:
Lord, save me from myself,
I need You more than I need air to breathe
The devil hides in my desire
And I don't want to be a slave to my intrusive 
thoughts
Lord, save me from myself,
I need You more than I need air to breathe
The devil hides in my desire 
And I don't want to be a slave to my intrusive thoughts

Verse 1:
I'm at war with my reflection, see the scars
in disguise
My spirit's in confession while my ego
testifies
Tried to crown my own chaos, call it
personal reign
But I can't weather the storm when I'm 
worshiping pain
My hunger's artificial-every bite leaves
me hollow,
Chasin' peace on a leash held by things I
should've swallowed
I barter with my past, but the debt don't 
fade,
Only grace cuts checks for the mess I
made.
I'm Jacob in the desert, wrestling truth till it 
bleeds,
But every wound You heal becomes a map
to my knees.

Chorus:
Lord, save me from myself,
I need You more than I need air to breathe.
The devil hides in my desires,
And I don't want to be a slave to my intrusive 
thoughts
Lord, save me from myself,
I need You more than I need air to breathe.
The devil hides in my desires,
And I don't want to be a slave to my intrusive 
thoughts 

Verse 2:
Thoughts crash like cymbals in a choir of
sin,
Every verse a confession from the fire 
within.
The devil deals illusions, I've been buying 
my lies,
Till redemption flipped the script like a plot 
twist divine.
My soul's in rehab, detoxing pride from my
veins,
Faith floods my lungs - that's holy oxygen 
exchanged.
I've been blind to the beauty in the pain I
fight,
But You frame every loss in Your perfect 
light.
Sin sold me comfort, but it changed too
steep,
So I tithe my ambition, just to sow what I 
reap.

Chorus:
Lord, save me from myself,
I need You more than I need air to breathe.
The devil hides in my desires,
And I don't want to be a slave to my intrusive 
thoughts.
Lord, save me from myself,
I need You more than I need air to breathe.
The devil hides in my desires,
And I don't want to be a slave to my intrusive 
thoughts.

Verse 3:
The mirror cracked the moment I met Your
mercy's reflection,
Saw perfection in correction, resurrection 
in rejection.
My ghosts tried to haunt, but their chains
got revoked,
'Cause my sins turned sermons when Your
spirit spoke.
I don't chase the applause - I'm allergic to 
crowns,
Just a vessel for the message when the
beat breaks down.
I'm clay with ambition, molded slow by the
flame,
Every trials an inscription carved deep in
Your name.
So when the storm starts preaching that
I'm lost again,
I'll just breathe in grace - that's my 
oxygen.

Chorus:
Lord, save me from myself,
I need You more than I need air to breathe.
The devil hides in my desires,
And I don't want to be a slave to my intrusive 
thoughts.
Lord, save me from myself,
I need You more than I need air to breathe.
The devil hides in my desires,
And I don't want to be a slave to my intrusive 
thoughts.

Gospel rap style that's rooted in classic 1990s East Coast hip-hop: boom-bap and soul-sample-based beats