My God

I'm losing contact

Forgetting what is real

Able to touch, but not able to feel

It's easier, to shut out everyone

I'm chasing after my newest distraction to escape it all

My God, oh, my God

What have I become?

The self-addicted one

My God, oh, my God

You never failed me

You're what I need

So often, I'm the sleeping prayer

More often, I'm the weeping betrayer

Sometimes I play the martyr, become the traitor

The humbled sinner

Has never been a role I knew to play

My God, oh, my God

What have I become?

The self-addicted one

My God, oh, my God

You never failed me

You're what I need

Treason

A pound of flesh is the debt

Leaving a crippled man

I'll give You all I have left

A straining outstretched hand

Is it enough?

Reach down

Take me back

My God, oh, my God

What have I become?

The self-addicted one

My God, oh, my God

You never failed me

You're what I need