Doubt - Acoustic by SONS (Sons of God) Lyrics

Meet me in the corner of the parking lot
I don't care if you need to, I don't care if you want to or not
Find me close to dying there, right in my chair
I don't care where you take me, as long as I don't have to be there

You're the closest thing to mercy that I've ever seen
Barely breathing, but I'm listening while your voice, it starts to put me to sleep

Chariots of fire coming down from the sky
Heaven and Hell are surely gonna collide, oh-oh

And I know, shallow hearts thrill me
God bless my soul
For the graves that I'm digging

This door is locked and don't you forget it
I'm waiting to get in
I'll find the keeper of the heavy-hearted men
The hands of doubt will crush us with the hands of sin

And I know, shallow hearts thrill me
God bless my soul
For the graves that I'm digging
Come Emmanuel (2x)

And I know, shallow hearts thrill me
God bless my soul
For the graves that I'm digging