I guess I was too Angelic
God wanted them to talk cr**
So they pull out my sins
I'm aware I'm imperfect
My anger whilst grieving wasn't good
My sins had accumulated and my resentment
I spent years begging for forgiveness
I guess my way was the backbiters
Kept talking gibberish
It hurts, but at the same time I feel good
I know my sins are being pulled out from beneath my feet