Pointing Fingers

Justifide

Composição de: Justifide
Stop! 
Lecturing me I've had enough of your advice 
For a lifetime, this lifetime, Pharisee 
I won't think twice, I see your intentions 
And I'll call you out 'cause 
I said I'll call you out 'cause 

I don't care 
What you think of me 
I don't care 
My Father, He knows me well 

No more, no more, no more pointing fingers 
To take that spotlight off yourself 
'Cause your sin it still lingers 
Enough of making other feel less that you 
That's all you do 
Man what am I left to do 
But call you out 
But you won't listen 
Better think this through 

I wanna take that blindfold from your eyes 
But you gotta take that blindfold off your eyes 
Please I wanna take that blindfold from your eyes 
Believe me, you ain't seen nothing you've been living blind 

'Cause I don't care 
What you think of me 
I don't care 
My Father, He knows me well 

And I pray they'll see Your grace 
Someday someday 
And I pray they'll see Your grace 
Someday 
May Your grace shine on me 
May Your grace shine through me 
You're everything I want to be 
And only You can set me free 
And I don't care what you think about me 
'Cause my Father knows me 
And I will be whoever He wants me to be 

'Cause I don't care 
What you think of me 
I don't care 
My Father, He knows me well
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