Vices lyrics

You might want to leave my house You're the man, and I'm the mouse I've claimed Jesus in my speech, but stuck to vices like a leech I'm a man of empty words like a flock of dying birds I've got followers in reach, but fail to practice what I preach Oh-oh Oh, I've got vices And I can't fight it Oh, I've got vices I've placed 'em in Your hands Thank You, I am dead to sins Thank You, I am dead to sins Whoa-oh You might wanna turn this off 'cause I'm a hypocrite in mind What you've seen in video, I've been a fool, I've been a joke Please forgive me, friend, it's true I've sinned against our God and you I repent to Jesus Christ, for He's above what can be priced Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa Oh, I've got vices Oh, I can't fight it Oh, I've got vices I've placed 'em in Your hands Thank You, I am dead to sins Thank You, I am dead to sins Thank You, I am dead to sins Thank You, I am dead to sins Thank You, I am dead to sins Thank You, I am dead to sins Thank You, I am dead to sins Thank You, I am dead to sins Thank You, I am dead to sins Thank You, I am dead to sins Thank You, I am dead to sins Thank You, I am dead to sins Thank You, I am dead to sins Thank You, I am dead to sins Thank You, I am dead to sins Thank You, I am dead to sins Thank You, I am dead to sins Thank You, I am dead to sins Thank You, I am dead to sins Thank You, I am dead to sins Thank You, I am dead to— (whoa) Thank You, I am dead to sins Thank You, I am dead to sins Thank You, I am dead to sins Thank You, I am dead to sins Thank You, I am dead to sins Thank You, I am dead to sins Oh, I've got vices And I can't fight it Oh, I've got vices And I've placed 'em in Your hands Thank You, I am dead to sins Thank You, I am dead to sins I had vices I couldn't fight them Oh, I had vices Father, thank You that I died With Your Son, was crucified Thank You, I was crucified