Everywhere I go, wherever I turn
I seems I'm hitting brick walls or getting burned
an endless maze keeps me twisting and confused
each corner presents one more compelling ruse
The lies continually press into my head
til I can't see the truth or hear what is said
I only hear the lies echoing inside
ripping me apart and ensnaring my mind
how to escape this endless cycle of sin
is a ? that plagues me time and again
for I know it is wrong to listen to lies
my true worth lies only in my Father's eyes
In Him alone should I trust, seek and adhere
If I can do that it will all become clear
I seems I'm hitting brick walls or getting burned
an endless maze keeps me twisting and confused
each corner presents one more compelling ruse
The lies continually press into my head
til I can't see the truth or hear what is said
I only hear the lies echoing inside
ripping me apart and ensnaring my mind
how to escape this endless cycle of sin
is a ? that plagues me time and again
for I know it is wrong to listen to lies
my true worth lies only in my Father's eyes
In Him alone should I trust, seek and adhere
If I can do that it will all become clear
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