Sinners Lament

You’ve got your head in your hands as your thoughts flood in- like a tightrope walk with a blindfold on a barbed wire fence
The whip cracks across your mind as you swear one last repent- though words come slow when you’ve sunk this low
In a sinner’s, a sinner’s lament

You spoke not a word one million times or more- though got a hole in your heart like a window, where the truth shines through for sure
You hold your breath and count to ten, as regrets they rush on in- for the pain ain’t slow when you’ve sunk this low
It’s a sinner’s, a sinner’s lament

And for years of nights you’ve slept alone- from the days like a deal of cards that you just played to fold
Regrets become the sandpaper that rub your reasons thin- and the truth comes slow when you’ve sunk this low
It’s just a sinner’s, a sinner’s lament

You’d bow your head if you just knew how to pray- and give back every ounce of soul for ten minutes of yesterday
It’s like walking barefoot in a street of wet cement- for the words comes slow when you’ve sunk this low
In a sinner’s, a sinner’s lament