Lyrics Hostage / Rescue Me - Mike Real feat. Jonathan Jefferson

When you're around, I feel my faith
There is no storm, I can't --------.
My heart is sore,
My will is yours,
Please take these chains off my mind
And set me free.

Imma get what you do to me,
Like who are you, or who is me?
You kick it like a shoe with me,
Then boot me when you're through with me.

You're lure with foolery;
But foolery like jewelry,
And all these things that's --- to me
And all these things that's new to me.

I'm a prisoner in my own home (Home!), diagnosed with that Stockholm.
Now I can't wait till you're dead,
And then long gone.

You took every thing from me,
My birthday, childhood, ----;
Never had the chance to experience life 'cause you told me like was my biggest fear, Ah!

You tied my hands and you tied my feet. put tape over my mouth so I could never speak.

You kept me on an invisible leech,
I'm held captive I can never leave.

Who can free me from this kidnapper who keeps me,
Who always claims that he needs me,
But all he does is deceive me.

He got the best of me,
And I know he'll be the death of me,
That's why I'm screaming desperately, someone please rescue me!

When you're around, I feel my faith.
There is no storm, I can't --------.
My heart is sore,
My will is gone,
Please take these chains off my mind
And set me free.

Who gets the victory?
Is it you or is it me?
It's feeling like it isn't me,
It feels like time is killing me.

Feels like this is it for me,
Im living in my misery,
Until I saw the sin in me,
And saw the killer lives in me.

Now, there's no hope for me,
Death must have a ---- for me,
But then I saw this book
Nmand it just spoke to me like, "open me!"

Suddenly my hands were free,
I'm rushing through it frantically,
Looking for solutions,
And immediately it answered me.

It said,

"They nailed his hands and they nailed his feet (Lord!)
He wore a crown of thorns,
But he ain't never speak.
They hung him on the cross for people to see. Man!
He died there, but he rose in three."

Who is this,
Who gave his life for these misfits?
Who's looking past all our sickness,
And handing out his forgiveness.

I'll give the best of me,
Man, I'll give the rest of me.

Now I'm screaming desperately,
Jesus please rescue me!

Oohh, RESCUE ME! (4×)

Who gets the glory, huh?
Jehovah Jireh.
The earth is just your head,
The seas are your saliva.

Everything on Earth,
You're the sole provider
You made it all from nada,
The universe may gather.

How'd you create all these summers and winters?
What canvas d'you paint the sky on? huh!?

How is it, you breathing life into sinners, huh?!
How you raising up all these dry bones?

You did this,
I'm standing here as a witness.

I need you Lord, I admit this;
How could you ever forgive this?
A sinful picture, but you pulled the etch n' sketch instead,

So when you resurect, you resurect the living dead.

Ooh (4×)

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If I had wings, like this dove,
Therefore will I fly away, and be at rest.