Overhead - Hyper Static Union

The things I want are tearing me apart 
I knew this from the start 
They’re daggers to Your heart 
Though I desire to trade my will with Yours 
I’m shutting open doors and crawling on all fours 
I need Your touch, open my eyes 
Cut me down to size, I’m dying to rise 

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I promised I’d be less and let You be more 
In my attempt to do what I have read 
To die is gain, I want to serve the One I adore 
But it appears there’s too much overhead 

I’d rather stay than give my life away 
The life that I have made, a price I just can’t pay 
So I ignore Your calling from the shore 
You offer so much more but the cost I can’t afford 
Short-sighted eyes, my spirit’s demise 
Listening to lies, dying to rise 

(Chorus) 

I need Your touch, open my eyes 
Cut me down to size, I’m dying to rise 

(Chorus)