Reason We Feel This Way

[Intro]
[choir humming low]
This must be the reason we feel the way we do
Hands up heavy, hearts made new
[Verse 1]
Came from the back pew
Smell of pine and perfume
Mama fannin’ through June
Sayin’ “Baby, God got you”
I was chasin’ quick talk, quick highs
Dark room, red eyes, slick lies
Laid out flat on that church floor
Only grace cracked open that locked door (yeah)
[Chorus]
This must be the reason we feel the way we do
We were lost in a time we had played the fool
Now the chains fell off, we can see the truth
These are the blessings on God’s people, shining through
This must be the reason we feel the way we do
When the broken and the proud both fill the pew
Turned our scars into stories He could use
These are the blessings on God’s people, shining through (sing)
[Verse 2]
Used to laugh at the old saints
Rockin’ in they seats, talkin’ ’bout grace
I was in the lot, lean in the cup
Tryna get gone, tryna go numb
Then I slipped, then I fell, hit that low
Only thing left was a whisper in my soul
Heard a choir through the cracked glass window
Soft voice sayin’, “Son, come home” (come home)
[Chorus]
This must be the reason we feel the way we do
We were lost in a time we had played the fool
Now the chains fell off, we can see the truth
These are the blessings on God’s people, shining through
This must be the reason we feel the way we do
When the broken and the proud both fill the pew
Turned our scars into stories He could use
These are the blessings on God’s people, shining through
[Bridge]
[beat drops, organ and claps]
From the back roads
To the back row
He was with us
When we ain’t know
Every tear we sowed
He was keepin’ count
Now the field we ruined
Turned to holy ground (oh)
[Chorus]
This must be the reason we feel the way we do
We were lost in a time we had played the fool
Now the chains fell off, we can see the truth
These are the blessings on God’s people, shining through
This must be the reason we feel the way we do (yeah, yeah)
When the broken and the proud both fill the pew
Turned our scars into stories He could use
These are the blessings on God’s people, shining through (shining through)

Swampy trap bounce with ultra-deep bass and skittering hi-hats; gruff, laid-back male rap in the verses. Hook lifts with stacked gospel female harmonies, organ swells, and claps. Energy rises from reflective grit to victorious praise by the last chorus, with call-and-response ad-libs and subtle choir pads behind the lead., deep, gospel