
For The Moments I Feel Faint
by Relient K· from Anatomy Of The Tongue In Cheek
Am I at the point of no improvement?
What of the death I still dwell in?
I try to excel but I feel know movement
Can I be free of this unreleasable sin?
Never underestimate my Jesus
You're tellin me that there's no hope
I'm tellin you you're wrong
Never underestimate my Jesus
When the world around you crumbles
You will be strong
You will be strong
Now I throw up my hands
Oh the impossibilities
Frustrated and tired
Where do I go from here?
Now I'm searching for the confidence I've lost so willingly
Overcoming these obstacles is over coming my fears
Oh, oh
Never underestimate my Jesus
You're tellin me that there's no hope
I'm tellin you you're wrong
Never underestimate my Jesus
When the world around you crumbles
You will be strong
You will be strong
I think I can't, I think I can't
But I think you can, I think you can
I think I can't, I think I can't
But I think you can, I think you can
Gather my insufficiencies and
place them in your hands, place them in your hands, place them in your hands