[ Featuring Zach Schmidt ]
I've seen the eyes of compromise
For things that I can't change
I saw the devil in the details
But he got in the way
He said, "if souls were meant for saving
Id have nothing left to show
You can't hide behind your borrowed time
If you got nowhere to go"
Spare me of my comfort
Spare me of my shame
I'm getting close to heaven
My thoughts head the other way
Spare me of my sickness
Spare me of my wealth
I'm getting pretty tired
And I could use a little help
There's a fire on the mountain
And a fire deep inside
Of all the hungry hearts left in the dark
Fighting for the light
The light it holds no meaning
Just a means to find an end
To leave you thankful for the crooked thoughts
They put inside your head
Spare me of my comfort
Spare me of my shame
I'm getting close to heaven
My thoughts head the other way
Spare me of my sickness
Spare me of my wealth
I'm getting pretty tired
And I could use a little help
I've seen men who fight for Glory
I've seen men who fight for pride
I've seen men who fight just to be the man
They were born to be inside
What I've learned through living
Since I've learned to be alive
Is were all created equal
When we shake the hands of time
Spare me of my comfort
Spare me of my shame
I'm getting close to heaven
My thoughts head the other way
Spare me of my sickness
Spare me of my wealth
I'm getting pretty tired
And I could use a little help
