Graves (Acoustic)

You turn graves into gardens
You turn pain into promise
You bring beauty from ashes
Where we go, I'll stand by You
Only You take me

Outta the grave, yeah, yeah
Outta the grave, yeah, yeah
I had to-, uh, I'm on a-, uh, I hit a way, yeah
Outta the grave, yeah, yeah
Outta the grave, yeah, yeah
Hop on the-, uh, I had to-, uh, I'm on a wave, yeah

Dead man, dead man, dead man, bought me back to life, woo, yeah
Dead man, dead man, dead man, bought me back to life, woo, yeah
Dead man, dead man, dead man, bought me back to life, woo, yeah
Dead man, dead man, dead man, now I'm living twice
(On my Mama boy)

Tell 'em the real dropped
I'm on the gram
I'm just a fisher of man whenever my reels drop
Handing out (yoo)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, big shots
Look at my life, remade it, the curses are gone
Now I'm giving ya kids bops
And it don't stop, uh

Dead man, dead man, grave my natural habitat
KB I was on the corner blowing cabbage patch (yeah)
Chasing newer models every year like Cadillac, yeah
'Til the Spirit raided my whole tomb like Lara Croft (woo)

Yeah, I woke alive ain't no changing my mind know it had to be God
Uh, Rick Flair
New nature boy and I'm having a hard time
I gotta speak it, no cover, repeat it in public
If Jesus can touch it, the healing is coming
And it is stunning, we never die, at my funeral bump this like (woo)

Outta the grave, yeah, yeah
Outta the grave, yeah
I'm on a-, I had to-, u, I hit a way, yeah
Outta the grave, yeah, yeah
Hop on stage, yeah
Take it up, take it up, I hit a wave, I'm a (yeah, yeah)

Dead man, dead man, dead man, bought me back to life, yeah
Dead man, dead man, dead man, bought me back to life, yeah
Dead man, dead man, dead man, bought me back to life, yeah
Dead man, dead man, dead man, now I'm living twice, yeah, yeah

See it you love it, you need it you cuff it
It's Jesus, no frontin', ain't nothing in front of him
All of my brother's here, we under covenant
Nobody touching us
Yeah, can't get enough this, Spirit upon it
He ripping and running, the drugs get to flushing
The tears get to flooding, the old me is dying and never recovering, yeah

K to the second, but no second guessing
Look this is how Lazarus sound on a record
You saw the rescue, but I saw the wreckage
Yeah, I'm resurrected, I know
I'm pushing P in the present
The perfect power picked a pack of Peter Piper pill-poppin' peasants
Put us in His presence
Tell 'em that Kevin is

Outta the grave, yeah
Outta the grave, yeah, yeah
I'm on a-, yeah, I had to-, uh, I'm on a wave, yeah, yeah
Outta the grave, yeah, yeah
Hop on stage, yeah, yeah
I had to, wha'-, take it up, I hit a wave, oh, yeah

Dead man, dead man, dead man, bought me back to life, oh, yeah
Dead man, dead man, dead man, bought me back to life, oh, yeah
Dead man, dead man, dead man, bought me back to life
I was a dead man, dead man, dead man, now I'm living twice

Only You turn mistakes into miracles
Only You make broken stories beautiful
If anything is possible to rise again
Come and make these dead bones live
'Cause only You make prophets out of prodigals
And only You deserve the glory for it all
And nothing is too far for You to rise again
Come and make these dead bones live!

'Cause only You turn mistakes into miracles (only You)
Only You make broken stories beautiful (beautiful)
If anything is possible to rise again
Make these dead bones live
Only You make prophets out of prodigals
Only You deserve the glory for it all (for it all)
'Cause nothing is too far for You to rise again
Come and make these dead bones live

Oh-oh-oh
Come and make these dead bones live
Oh-oh-oh
Make these dead bones live



Credits
Writer(s): Steven Furtick, Wes Writer, Kevin Elijah Burgess, Quinten Coblentz, Tiffany Hudson, Brandon Lake, Chris Brown
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