[Pre-Chorus: Wes Writer]
Cause I know it's You and only You that give life
I fall down You pick me up every time (every single time)
My whole life I give to you I don't mind
My whole life I give to you I don't mind
Cause I know it's You and only You that give life
I fall down You pick me up every time
My whole life I give to you I don't mind
My whole life I give to you I don't mind
I don't even
[Verse 1: Flame]
I give You my life cause it ain't mine
Life throwing strikes on that pitcher's mound
I know we living on borrowed time
Let's go let's go
Trying to hit a homer every time
Yeah I'm running hard towards home base
Short stop on a double play
Back catcher hugging home plate
But I'ma slide umpire yell "safe!"
Call me that carpenter uh
My Lord was a carpenter uh
Clearing My heart back like an uh
Putting me back up to bat while I bunt
Nah I want a home run
Every now and then I strike out (strike!)
And I wanna be in them bleachers
Yeah man they look fun in them bleachers
Uh yeah ignoring them biblical teachers
Uh forgetting that I am a creature
Uh Forgetting that He is Creator
Uh and players they do need a Saviour
Hot potato hot potato hot potato
Back and forth when you making decisions
Cause consequences they go litty I'm saying
It's overrated when you been in them stands
It's underrated when you fit in His plan
Many survive many survive
Please understand please understand
Jesus turned a sinner man to a saint call it a grand slam
Fixin to grand slam
Cause I know it's You and only You that give life
I fall down You pick me up every time (every single time)
My whole life I give to you I don't mind
My whole life I give to you I don't mind
Cause I know it's You and only You that give life
I fall down You pick me up every time
My whole life I give to you I don't mind
My whole life I give to you I don't mind
I don't even
[Verse 1: Flame]
I give You my life cause it ain't mine
Life throwing strikes on that pitcher's mound
I know we living on borrowed time
Let's go let's go
Trying to hit a homer every time
Yeah I'm running hard towards home base
Short stop on a double play
Back catcher hugging home plate
But I'ma slide umpire yell "safe!"
Call me that carpenter uh
My Lord was a carpenter uh
Clearing My heart back like an uh
Putting me back up to bat while I bunt
Nah I want a home run
Every now and then I strike out (strike!)
And I wanna be in them bleachers
Yeah man they look fun in them bleachers
Uh yeah ignoring them biblical teachers
Uh forgetting that I am a creature
Uh Forgetting that He is Creator
Uh and players they do need a Saviour
Hot potato hot potato hot potato
Back and forth when you making decisions
Cause consequences they go litty I'm saying
It's overrated when you been in them stands
It's underrated when you fit in His plan
Many survive many survive
Please understand please understand
Jesus turned a sinner man to a saint call it a grand slam
Fixin to grand slam
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