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Gasoline

I'm sitting with my heart out on the table

I'm doing a face to face with God

He picked up my heart and said,

"What you want me to do with this?"

I just blinked my eyes no smile, no laugh,

No shrugging my shoulders

It crossed my mind, yeah I got an idea

You could take my heart and put it in a padlocked box

What if they grab it too hard or smash it, or throw it down

I'm scared of being hurt, I just want to live, live a happy life!

You want to, you want to

Soak my heart in gasoline

Light a match and consume me

Soak my pride in gasoline

All of you and none of me

I was reminded my heart reeks of gasoline

It bears the mark of a slave committed for life

Anyone who wants it will have to grab it from a real big God

Try to touch me, you'll be consumed, you'll be consumed

I want to, I want to Soak my heart in gasoline

Light a match and consume me

Soak my pride in gasoline

All of you and none of me

I'm sitting with my heart out on the table

Next to a bloody mess that was once a man's heart

I looked at God and said, "What you want me to do with this?"

He said, "Already done, already done, already done"

That heart was Jesus

Soak my heart in gasoline

Light a match and consume me

Soak my pride in gasoline

All of you and none of me

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