Lately I've been feeling frustrated
Lately I've been feeling too outta reach
Lately I've been feeling so hated
Maybe it's been tough to do as I preach
I done went from being called everything, from gay to homophobic
And when the day's done, now I see, the dark's like preservatives
Oh, can You please slow entropy, 'cause everything's debated?
Who gives us right to judge and preach? Our planks are devastatin'
Lately I've been feeling frustrated
Lately I've been feeling too outta reach
Lately I've been feeling so hated
Maybe it's been tough to do as I preach
You say, "Don't judge" as you judge me
I sit with patience
You say, "Don't move" as you hurt me
We're syncopated
I say, "Don't judge" as you judge me
Yet we're adjacent
I say, "Don't move" as we hurt we
We're sin-complacent
Lately I've been feeling frustrated
Lately I've been feeling too outta reach
Lately I've been feeling so hated
Maybe it's been tough to do as I preach
Maybe we could take our planks and build a bridge
Maybe we could see we're Pharisees digging a ditch when we
Don't reach for Jesus or seek
The Truth and grace that He bleeds
'cause no one's holier than Thee
And we all need His peace
So Spirit, set us free
Oh, we all need Your peace
So Spirit, set us free, 'cause
(I do what I don't want to do, and I don't do what I want to do)
Lately I've been feeling frustrated
Lately I've been feeling too outta reach
Lately I've been feeling so hated
Maybe it's been tough to do as I preach