There are ways I’ve fallen
There are times I’ve been so weak
There are moments when I hear redemption calling
But I’m too far down to speak

 [bad word] [bad word] sweet fire of mercy
Cover up my skin
Warm me like the sun
Won’t you let me in
 [bad word] [bad word] undone

There are scars that I‘ve been hiding
There are ghosts that I do not claim
There are closets I do not care to open
They open all the same