Running around my yard on fire swear stopping won’t help,
Dropping and rolling sounds ignorant let me run,
Flames won’t cease actually they increase,
Fight or flight, unbelief, or will I listen?
God, you want everything,
I only bring what I think you’ll like,
You want everything,
Especially my faults so you can adjust my perception and personality,
Will I run burning in confusion’s fire or stop, drop, humbly give myself to you?