Been working on kicking the clicking, been a minute, not an hour
I'm certain I'm different but critics and doubters can begin to get louder
When, if, and ever I listen, render opinions that my limited powers
Never can measure to fix this, not forgiven, just quit it and live with it
How worse can it get? You're already a mess, not worth any respect
Don't deserve whatever is left, pathetic, forget it, were never elect
Not a real man, won't applaud, wannabe but I know you're a fraud
Just think of the pain you've caused, not saved, you were made to be lost
One slip and it's over, all your efforts in vain, can never live sober
Long enough, to lessen the weight, depression remains, inveterate boulder
Threatened indefinitely, rejected for remedy, every step is impeccably blemishing
His impression of you, forever see you as an enemy
Let it be known, I can tend to be close to the edge and mentally note
How incredibly heavy a load my sin is, can there ever be hope?
It better be told, it won't really affect me if it's coming from you, Sir
Or Ma'am, but I have an accuser who assuredly damns
Dear addict, you can't save yourself
Dear addict, you need a Savior
Dear addict, only Jesus can save you
Dear addict, he saved me
I mean, I'm getting a sense you gotta be questioning when I said I was saved
I bet you gotta see the evidence; say it depends on how many days
Months, or years my personal record is, for the benefit of the reverend
And the laity, some of you want to be grading me, wait and see, it's a daily need
Look: Jesus is still saving me. Already and not yet
Not pretending, it better be God gets all the glory, enemy wants death
But salvation belongs to the Lord, he's for me, not when, I was good
Doing all that I should, he could have crushed me, but instead he loved me
When none of you would, you misunderstood, look
I would hate to be rude, not my aim to be blaming you, it's painfully true
Can't make an excuse, I know it, there's no escaping to, somewhere else
To ignore it, no denial, felt it's important, even well underscored if
I should mention that my sin is enormous, and it's my fault
Alone, try to right all, but I won't or can't, the consequences I own
If I can be totally frank, my entire existence I can write in a sentence
You're invited to listen: I need Christ now, right to the minute
Clinging, yeah (Whoo)
Dear addict, you can't save yourself
Dear addict, you need a Savior
Dear addict, only Jesus can save you
Dear addict, he's still saving me
Some of you, probably one of you, gotta be listening, and you're honestly thinking
If your condition is not really serious, you can pretend you're not really hearing this
My predicament's not your experience, really advanced, like a math-wiz
Not an addict, yeah, but the fact is, even our faith and practice
On our best days, really ain't even average. Whether a lot or a little
The bottle, the lotto, the needle, or pixel, maybe not, somewhere in the middle
We need a Savior, great is the miracle, of the gospel, it's for sinners
Both the experts and beginners, Christ will never be sweet if sin isn't bitter
Watson. Pause, ground is level at the cross, yeah
Building bridges with a wall, grace and truth, takes two to relate
And you and I, need each other in our faith and pews, it's a mistake if taking the view
It's one and done, cause this battle's a bloody one, get a buddy who's tough enough
Who you trust enough, got that muscle for rougher stuff
Real church, not just preached at teached at (or taught), if that's all it is, it's fraught
Please, allow me a final thought. Verse one is condemnation, two is conviction
There's a difference, can you hear it? The Spirit is working to say: Jesus assuredly saves
The Son sets free indeed
And he always gets the last word
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