Verse 1- Kai
A desperate little girl attacked/I've been around the world and back/ in my own thoughts... at a very bold cost/ Daydreams, nightmares, both kin to reality/ there's horror in their aura as they blindly walk the balance beam/ you're still thinking we're innocent like Lincoln, that is... until that bullet whizzes by you in the balcony/ What's the precedence of a preserved President/ I'm trying to alter history.../ please hear me by the Spirit, what we're discussing is sacrifice; I'm trying to altar history/ via Christ's ministry, little girl He can - and - will altar your misery/ it indeed loves company, and my dear, you're headed for bankruptcy/ but mercy says "You can't touch me." / The blood of Christ speaks a better word.../ than every abuse you ever endured/ and every cry for help... you said, within yourself... that nobody but you... and Jesus Christ ever heard.../ His protection is clear in the fact that you're still here... Press on... Press on...
Don't remember... Lord, don't remember... our darkness isn't black, it's more scarlet... and with that, don't remember... please don't remember... on behalf of Your people.
Verse 2- Kai
Every rapist, every victim/ Every racist, every victim... has one thing in common... they all need a Savior/ please Save your hollow piousness/ cause Jesus prolly wouldn't clean dishes with your righteousness/ Alright then.-Apart from grace, our resume is zero/ whether you bought, sold or merely just rapped about the kilo/ it seems so... daunting that we, can identify with villain, victim, and hero/ guilty, guilty, guilty... From the wife enticed by fruit/ who's, married to a man whose tongue, once spoke the Truth/ That's unfortunately connected to the hands that held the noose/ that's connected to a body that fornicated in his youth/ (so)let's not see-saw in repentance, let's just cease all this pretending/ with sin, let's resolve to be finished/ we all fall short, every autumn is amended... but every heart can be mended/ His word is spoken plain, why can't you understand His speech?/ Love is in His palm, but you've preferred an underhanded reach... / There's still time... and hope...
7 In the day of my trouble I will call upon You,
For You will answer me.
8 Among the gods there is none like You, O Lord;
Nor are there any works like Your works.
9 All nations whom You have made
Shall come and worship before You, O Lord,
And shall glorify Your name.
10 For You are great, and do wondrous things;
You alone are God. -Psalm 86:7-10
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