Control freak
Every thing must click.
We all want it to
Go right the first time.
The first time is always
Like you’re going to die now.
I’ve tried to control
My life.
But everytime i
Try to grab
Hold of it
I yank my hand back.
It’s too hot to handle.
Got me thinking
If it’s mine to control.
It’s my life right?
So I should have control.
Nope. It’s too hot to handle.
With each day I kneel
Down before the Lord
Ask him to take the handle.
I don’t know how
To hold my life.
He will show me
the right path.
I try but I get burnt.
Too soon.
I try with a different intend
It’s okay.
Holding onto him
He’s my oven gloves.
