The world passed me by
I'm sick of being seen on the outside
I'm sick of being seen on the outside
And I'm not scared to make art no more, no more
No more, no more
And I am no longer ashamed
To use this gift to give him
Praises, praises, praises, praises
Cause Jesus Christ has saved me
Sometimes in the night it's too cold
Long in the night it's too cold
But inside it's too warm
It's too warm
A fragment soul needs fixing
It takes it's toll within him
If a perfect love went missing
Would one man need forgiveness
He's airing out a wish-list
In the hopes that God is listening
The strings inside insisting
I am that I am persisting
And I am no longer ashamed
To use this gift to give him
Praises, praises, praises, praises
Cause Jesus Christ has saved