I own you
When in that moment in your life
when my success completely flusters you
That the very thought of me living in the limelight
makes you clutch the edge of your chair
and build with such tension that you scrap the wood under your finger nails
And in that instant, I own you
You could have focused on your success
But now you are commanded, "focus on me."
I want you to take your eyes off of whatever you could have accomplished
Whatever blessing life had for you
And remember me
Because you are no longer God's property, your mine