Home Team

Lyrics

Verse 1: Playing for the wrong team Daunting at first but my past is not as haunting Demons want to talk about a woman from the night before while they play the field and all flaunting Is it really what I'm wanting? Am I chasing after some lost dream? Cause I went the wrong way and took a short cut and found out evil involves me Was hard to sign up But like when I begin a verse got the starting lineup Scrolling down looking for my name get to the end and never find it All this time and I'm on a bench but it feels more like I'm in a pickle When I'm watching how the Angеls play and that way just seems more beneficial Spot God in thе other dugout, Son on the mound, I'm feeling numb Start wondering how I got here and am I the person that I've become? Something inside of me not feeling right I'm walking to the locker room ready to change Run into God on the way, hands me a uniform, told Him I'm ready to play Chorus: They want me back on the team, it's too late, it's too late I'm still hoping to redeem what I did when away I'm old for this old game but I'm here for the whole thing Lost souls, old flings, now I'm back with the home team Won't get over this shame, tried throwing me off'a my game Told em won't be the same, I am not on your team Verse 2: It's the Angels verses the Demons Some don't even realize but we spend a life trying to find out just what our team is Some pass on and the world's better off when they leave it Whole lotta sin unforgiven never winning but you thought you were while you were breathing We let things slide till our alliance changes End up wearing the other team like it won't phase us Some put masks on to cover their faces Embarrassment or team pride? Let's cover all bases Up to bat, first pitch, crack one out to left field Over that demon's head rounding first and don't yield Ball hits the back wall everyone's eyes are peeled Rounding third toward home, slide, Satan blocks the plate like a shield Chorus: They want me back on the team, it's too late, it's too late I'm still hoping to redeem what I did when away I'm old for this old game but I'm here for the whole thing Lost souls, old flings, now I'm back with the home team Won't get over this shame, tried throwing me off'a my game Told em won't be the same, I am not on your team Crowd Chant: Home team, home team Home team, home team Home team, home team Home team, home team Verse 3: We await the umpire's call Too busy running, no eye on the ball Feel like I made it though this particular demon would like to defy us all I would ask a Lot before one of us looks back to a pillar of salt Ump removes his mask, it's Peter, I look over to the one I exalt Peter throws his arms to the side yelling "SAFE" I made it home I'm walking down these streets of gold, I see the Father upon his throne You can refer to life as a game but it means more than you were ever know I'm just grateful I was forgiven and left those demons down the road