Unearned

Let's go!

And I've slept for far too long
Neglecting everything you brought me
Stagnant bones
How many times must I forget truth?
Finally, something to hold onto

I have hope that my actions will not be of my skin
That I will find true strength within
Spirit and truth will shape my life
Have my mind

But if didn't blossom, would I question my palms?
A working man can only earn what's done with skin and blood?
In a search for rest I've misplaced my trust
For my hands still shake
Hands shake

Only you can release me from myself
Take what is not of you and spit it out
Bury me bones and all
If it dares to tear what's between us, kill it

I stay consistent
Christ so sufficient
I losе consistency
Christ still sufficient for me

Hail to thе king cause he loved me first
And screw the world cause it taste like dirt
I don't need your lies

How many times must I forget truth?
Finally, something to hold onto
How many times must I forget truth?
Finally, something to hold onto
You

Pick it up, Pick it up, Pick it up