Woorden: Seventh Day Slumber. Masquerade.

I don't know what to think about me anymore
'Cause I am still the same as always
And here I am again, that same old broken man
I can't make it on my own, I need You

And I am not afraid of anything anymore
And I am not ashamed, the masquerade has ended
And I will stand for You even if I lose it all
'Cause nothing really matters, You are all that matters, Lord

As messed up as I am, still You bring me in
You take me in Your arms and hold me
The worthlessness I feel, You make it disappear
And You are always there, You're endless

And I am not afraid of anything anymore
And I am not ashamed, the masquerade has ended
And I will stand for You even if I lose it all
'Cause nothing really matters, You are all that matters, Lord
'Cause nothing really matters, oh Lord

I don't know what to think about me anymore
'Cause I am still the same as always

And I am not afraid of anything anymore
And I am not ashamed, the masquerade has ended
And I will stand for You even if I lose it all
'Cause nothing really matters, You are all that matters, Lord