Verse 1:
Man I’ve been fighting like its no tomorrow, seeing my reflection, taking stabs at it, broken pieces of the mirror in my bathroom, I’m crying for the Holy Spirit now what have you?, in desperation screaming out release this inner-man, and funnel out the selfishness within my center man, cause even after I’m redeemed I’m still a sinner and, my only hope is to follow Jesus, so I just figured man, I just figured that…
Hook: Lord I just want to live like you (repeat)
Verse 2:
While God’s yelling out a cadence, I’m pledging my allegiance to Christ, who wore stripes like adidas, so the road’s been walked before, and documented, so I can dog ear page the ways the saved are living, consisting of, daily meditation on scripture, to help me stay in line, like rollerblades when it’s feeling easy to compromise, to the ways of conformity, choosing to live it normally, overlooking the sacrifice of the Jesus Christ forgery, aka The Cross, but now its been commercialized, or better yet minimized, to the point where the world just views it as an ignorant lie, no yo the ignorant lie, in the hands of hell’s mercy, when the ignorant die, cause they rejected what was precious and holy, and failed every test that the Lord had given them, and aint no happy ending at the end of the story, for those who just spit on his glory, so I’m crying out…
Hook
Bridge:
I just want to live like you…(8x)
Verse 3:
And now I got this cross dragging, across this coarse canvas, cross-hatching till a masterpiece is left standing, Rembrandt’n my technique to depict vivid, what can’t be perceived by words to stir senses, to extract a reaction, from a limitless audience, whose calling is, the same as you and I have heard, to draw a part from many, who self-indulge in the darkness, unless his deeds are exposed by the light, he remains heartless, and crippled by circumstance, and dying while he’s dying, suffering while he’s crying, cause his walk is self reliant, this is an expressionistic view of who I am, or I was, until I surrendered to change, chose to walk, a victorious march, to views sought past the mark of the present, and aimed at a legacy, I walk to live eternally, exposing destiny, so Jesus I aint dying until you get the best of me, And I aint living unless you get the rest of me…
Hook
