Released on July 7, 2017

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(intro)

Fragmented in all my sentences

Defenceless - cause the fence is

Broken – I got my guard down to the ground

Bound – by fear – sound the alarm

Paranoia causing disorder

Burst the border – thus mutilating my faith in a way

That’s got me mangled and tangled

Fracture dismantle

So how can I channel

My emote control, seems to be out of control

Really I wanna be whole

But all I can see is a hole, oh no..!

(Chorus)

I can see the hole in my heart

I can see the hole in my heart

Yah, Yah, Yah

But I know He's holding my heart

But i know He's holding my heart

Yah, Yah, Yah

(Verse 1)

No penicillin can cure the feeling I’m feeling

Looking to the ceiling, reflecting on every dealing

Stealing my joy - (want it back)

Peace of mind - (want it back)

Times where I would revel in prayer - (I want it back)

You know, ah! …how I used to (used to)

Dabble in the word how I used to (used to)

Taking every moment to take you in every moment

Now “you’re the only one that I’m used too! Ah!”

Feels like I’m falling now further and further away

Like a felon, I fell on grace

Furthering any case – for my dyer need of a savior

Dying He took my place

That’s the great exchange, _ He took all the blame

Whipps cross, laid the stone – which he rolled away

Empty tomb up north, that’s a hollow way

And everything I recite, I know that I know

But why do I still feel pain?

(Chorus)

I can see the hole in my heart

I can see the hole in my heart

Yah, Yah, Yah

But I know He's holding my heart

But i know He's holding my heart

Yah, Yah, Yah

(Verse 2)

If I’m destined to win, pen ‘success is my best friend’

Never descend, then, I’ll transcend

And ascending again – try sending a trail my way

Victory starts pending again

Ah – it’s you I mention again

I depend on the living king to end sin again

All (aaahh) for me, so my senses attend

As I see the son of man now amending the men

These are the facts that I’m facing

Based on faith that I’m raising

Second nature in conversations

On auto pilot – paving my speech

In a manner, foreign to those in the manor

Mannequin in my dialogue – taken straight of a page

I know the scriptures, but yet I still feel a way

Empty in my chest – polo – the decay

Is eradicating and causing chaos – but who is to blame?

A semi-circle so incomplete – looking for change