Faith

And I wreckon it's working, cause we're wrecking God's work
And it hurts

We're supporting all of the wrong things, confessing our sins to angels with no wings Worshipping false gods and corrupt kings with blood sacrifices and ritualistic offerings And I wreckon it's working cause we're wrecking God's work and it hurts

We are the slaves of the wicked
The weight of the world has just been lifted
Our visions been hazy, but vivid
You should know by now that we're gifted
My perception of reality has shifted in the holy land of the free it's the season for giving And I'll continue giving it my all
So the rest of humanity don't fall
I will climb that mountain and break down those walls
Even if I have to fall to the bottom and crawl my way back to the top
I'm in it to win it, I will never stop in a world full of mystery were wondering why why Misery loves company, well you're welcome to accompany me but I can't guarantee that Your gunna like where we're gunna be

The silence is uncomfortable but words hurt and the violence is only meant to divert our Attentions to different dimensions so we don't pay attention to Satan's progression
And I wreckon it's working because we're wrecking God's work
We're supporting all of the wrong things, confessing our sins to angels with no wings Worshipping false gods and corrupt kings with blood sacrifices and ritualistic offerings And I wreckon it's working cause we're wrecking God's work and it hurts
Oh it hurts It hurts it hurts It hurts



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Writer(s): Desirae Provo
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