It's funny to think I thought
God wanted my perfect
When all that He really wants
Is me and my broken
Tried so hard to cover up the mess
But I was only lying to myself
Because He saw what I was doing and
He knows me
But isn't that what Jesus did?
Came for all who know their mess
Lived the life we couldn't live
So we could be free
He invites us into His death
Death to self but not death to mess
Because He's the only one that's perfect
And we find our freedom in the broken
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