War With Myself

I've been running from the man I see
In a dirty mirror staring back at me
Tried to pray, but I just fake the words
Truth is, most days I still feel cursed
But I can't keep living stuck in the grey
So I open that book and start to pray
As I pull the Good Book off the shelf
And I go to war with myself
Cutting out the parts of me to burn
What's thrown in the fire, let it stay
Use the pieces that remain
Make a man who fights to live Your way
You're the potter, I'm the clay
Take the pieces that remain
The things I've done I won't defend
Hurt some guys I called my friends
But I'm tired of hiding behind my pride
If You're still here, I won't run this time
If You want the truth, You've got it now
I'm on my knees, I'm Broken down
And as I pull the Good Book off the shelf
And I go to war with myself
Cutting out the parts of me to burn
What's thrown in the fire, let it stay
Use the pieces that remain
Make a man who fights to live Your way
You're the potter, I'm the clay
Take the pieces that remain
If You break me down to build me right
Then burn it all, I won't fight
Make me honest, make me brave
Make me more than just a man that's saved
So I pull the Good Book off the shelf
And I go to war with myself
Cutting deep where I've been torn
Light me up, make me reborn
What You leave, I'll let You shape
Into a man that gives You praise
You're the fire, I'm the flame
Take the pieces that remain
I'm not proud of where I've been
But I'm Yours with what's left of me amen