Bitterness in my soul grows like a weed.
Surges through my veins sits right down there next to the worry.
Why do I have to talk about how everyone is better then me?
Bitterness soaked in jealousy. (soaked in jealousy.)
My only good virtue seems to be honesty.
Right now really that's all I'm trying to be.
And God more then ever I need the blood of the earth,
to come rain down, soak these roots covered in dirt.
I need you, Oh I breathe to bring you praise.
And I'll work through the pain it takes to reach you.
And I need you, like the blood that's in these veins.
and i'll work through the pain it takes to reach you.
I'm opening up my heart just about as far as it will go,
trying to let in all the light I can find.
and I'm getting pretty tired of rolling up these sleeves,
trying to fight you off.
I need you, I breathe to bring you praise.
And I'll work through the pain it takes to reach you.
And I need you, like the blood that's in these veins.
and i'll work through the pain it takes to reach you.
I need you, I breathe to bring you praise.
And I'll work through the pain it takes to reach you.
And I need you, like the blood that's in these veins.
and i'll work through the pain it takes to reach you.