The axe is to the roots with murder coursing through our bones
we bought our tickets to heaven, but claimed it as our own.
we spent our years living in fear instead of he in us
cause we'll drink the wine and break the bread but throw away the crust.
we say amen time and time again, following the god of the latest trend
wondering why we are still controlled by sin, asking only ourselves what it was God meant when he said repent.
and they said take back your life, but was it ever yours?
and I swore that I'd die if that's what it'd take for your heart/life to be pure.
and if mere water could save our souls I would have been made whole 20 years ago, I repented I turned around thinking these 360s would lead me to his crown, but I'm no longer looking down cause I discovered that I was already found.
so are we just waiting to die without a reason, without purpose.
the axe is to the root with murder coursing through our bones, under the skin.
cause at the end of the day we're all hypocrites lying in the same grave.
we've all got the same scars burned in by different mistakes.
and if we never look past where we've been, we'll never make it anywhere my dearest friend. if we can't look past the depths of our own skin.
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