Tekster: Tye Tribbett. Fresh. Only Help!.

Verse #1:
I can almost tell you each time I'm gonna fall
Devil always paint the same picture, sweet frame and all
I wanna change
And you would think by now I'd catch the scenario
Sorta like a old sitcom playing the same show
I wanna change
I'm sick of my own ways
End up in the same place
Gotta set my affection
For my own protection
I can't go on the same way Lord so

Chorus:
I lift my hands to you
You're my only help


Verse #2:
I'm sick of living life so predictable, yes I know
I'm saved but sometimes I get really comfortable, Oh Lord
I wanna change
I'm sick of all the ups and downs I want consistency
Tired of all the shaky ground give me stability, Oh Lord
I wanna change
I cast out all pronography uproot that thing up out of me
Devil you no longer have any control over me
While I bare adultery
Looking at my sister lustfully
In Jesus' name you gotta leave, Lord

Chorus (repeat until end with ad-libs)