Texty: Todd Agnew. Least of These.

I'm a druggie, I'm a pusher, I'm a one night stand whore
Accuser, an abuser with nothing to live for
A devil, a deceiver and probably much more

But why does it have to define me?
Why do you always remind me?
Why can't I be free from who I've been?
Why can't you see me as one of the least of these?

I'm a liar, I'm a thief, I'm a traitor, I'm the chief of sinners
I'm pretty sure that nothing's beneath me
I'm a cheater, I'm a chain, I don't know if I can change

But why does it have to define me?
Why do you always remind me?
Why can't I be free from who I've been?
Why can't you see me as one of the least of these?

Why does this have to define me?
If He came to this hell to find me?
Why can't this blood refine me?
Why do you always remind me?

Why can't I be free from who I've been?
Why can't you see me as one of the least of these?
Why can't you see me as one of the least of these?