I got to know, Lord, when
to pull back on the reins,
Death can be the result
of the most underrated pain.
Satan whispers to ya, "Well,
I don't want to bore ya,
But when ya get tired of
the Miss So-and-so I got another woman for ya."
Trouble in mind, Lord, trouble
in mind,
Lord, take away this trouble
in mind.
When the deeds that you do
don't add up to zero,
It's what's inside that
counts, ask any war hero.
You think you can hide but
you're never alone,
Ask Lot what he thought
when his wife turned to stone.
Trouble in mind, Lord, trouble
in mind,
Lord, take away this trouble
in mind.
Here comes Satan, prince
of the power of the air,
He's gonna make you a law
unto yourself, gonna build a bird's nest in your hair.
He's gonna deaden your conscience
'til you worship the work of your own hands,
You'll be serving strangers
in a strange, forsaken land.
Trouble in mind, Lord, trouble
in mind,
Lord, take away this trouble
in mind.
Well, your true love has
caught you where you don't belong,
You say, "Baby, everybody's
doing it so I guess it can't be wrong."
The truth is far from you,
so you know you got to lie,
Then you're all the time
defending what you can never justify.
Trouble in mind, Lord, trouble
in mind,
Lord, take away this trouble
in mind.
So many of my brothers, they
still want to be the boss,
They can't relate to the
Lord's kingdom, they can't relate to the cross.
They self-inflict punishment
on their own broken lives,
Put their faith in their
possessions, in their jobs or their wives.
Trouble in mind, Lord, trouble
in mind,
Lord, take away this trouble
in mind.
When my life is over, it'll
be like a puff of smoke,
How long must I suffer,
Lord, how long must I be provoked?
Satan will give you a little
taste, then he'll move in with rapid speed,
Lord keep my blind side
covered and see that I don't bleed. |
