Burn It Up
Removal of me day after day
Blame, to guilt, to hurt and shame
What must be done of this?
Pieces and pieces of hurt and blame
Removal of me day after day
Take this, take that
What more must I endure?
Pieces and pieces of hurt and pain
Removal of me day after day
Nasty little secrets no one can tell
Whispers, shushing, eyes closed
Pieces and pieces of me on the floor
When will it fade?
When will it all go away?
I stand here with pieces and pieces of me
When will it disappear?
Removal of me, year after year
Damage has all been done
Can’t change the past
Can’t remove the picture
Removal of him from my life
Where did he go?
Why didn’t he stay?
Because of pieces and pieces of me
Removal of her from myself
Where did she go?
Why can’t I see her?
Because of pieces and pieces of me
Will she be returned?
Can the pieces and pieces of me mend?
Do we ever think to be whole?
What do the pieces and pieces of me do?
Father we come before You
Looking to heal the pieces and pieces of me
Stand here at Your door and knock
Looking for the pieces and pieces of me
Removal of me and yesterdays
Take these pieces make them whole
Removal of sin, steal it away
Replace it Lord, with my grin
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