Sidewalk Prophets Wrecking Ball
Father, Father, I need to rip out this old tree
Father, Father, the roots of lust and greed
Have grown so deep into this ground
I've tried so hard to pull them out
On my own, they take the best of me
I need a wrecking ball slamming inside my heart
Breaking me all apart tearing the old away
Killing the fear in me until I can finally breathe
Even if it hurts so bad that I can't even stand
Take it all, let me fall into Your hands
Father, Father, You have brought me to my knees
Father, Father, You long for me to see
When I get lost along the path
You will fight to bring me back
Only You, can make the best of me
I need a wrecking ball slamming inside my heart
Breaking me all apart tearing the old away
Killing the fear in me until I can finally breathe
Even if it hurts so bad that I can't even stand
Take it all, let me fall into Your hands
Hands where mercy lives where grace begins
With Your hands knock down all these walls, I'm praying
I need a wrecking ball slamming inside my heart
Breaking me all apart tearing the old away
Killing the fear in me until I can finally breathe
Even if it hurts so bad that I can't even stand
Take it all, break it all, take my all, let me fall into Your hands
Father, Father, I need to rip out this old tree
