I have a hole inside my heart
I'm searching for something I'll never find to fill this void
A truth that I cannot avoid
It's a God-shaped hole
For he's the only thing I've glimpsed that could
Truly make me whole, truly make me whole
But this is my idol
This is my idol
This is my idol
This is my idol
The lust for things, anything that I assume can still this ship
As waves of unease attempt to swallow it
It's a false prophet
One that whispers in my ear
And it tells what I want to hear
It tells me it can make things clear
This my idol
Though, I can't stand idly by and let the thing consume my soul
God come and make this captive whole
This my idol
Though, I can't stand idly by and let the thing consume my soul
God take back what the devil stole
This my idol
But I won't stand idly by and let the thing consume my soul
God come and claim your rightful throne