Existence
Quelle: Spotify
This hollow feeling
The knowledge that you exist amidst your insecurities.
Cover up only to coward out
And never shutting up only to never speak aloud.
Have you dried up entirely?
The walls of a church don’t make it holy
It’s what’s authentic that completes the sum of its parts
Don’t excuse yourself from life today on the pretense of your past
You’re hurt
You’re broken
That’s alright
This might be what it takes to wake you up
This might be what it takes to wake you up
Are you at your wits end yet?
Are you at your wits end yet?
Are you at your wits end ?
Are you at your wits end yet?
The walls of a church don’t make it holy
Security isn’t glitzy or glamorous, concrete or cohesive
Therin lies the truth
Lift your head up high
It’s what we know we aren’t, that makes us who we are
It’s what we know we aren’t, that makes us who we are
You’re hurt. You’re broken. That’s alright
That makes us who we are
You’re hurt. You’re broken. That’s alright
That makes us who we are---Lyrics submitted by Joe.
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