Pretending, Oh pretending!
I'm the king of pretending that i love being the king of me.
Oh my hollow heart what is this all worth?
What am i really worth?
What am i?
Because i've betrayed myself to many times,
Selling myself to the things i want,
Too cheap, And too fast.
to the things that make me numb!
It's pitiful i'm the slave of my eyes!
This king that's me feels unfamiliar though i know it's bitter taste oh so well.
Because i've betrayed myself to many times,
Selling myself to the things i want
Too cheap, And too fast.
But God if you say that we're all your beloved,
loved through our sin and shame,
then who am i to say you can't?
That i'm not worthy when you died to set me free.
Because i've betrayed myself to many times,
Selling myself to the things i want,
Too cheap, And too fast.
And my only way out is to know my freedom is having you as my king.