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[Chorus] God, I know You’re up there, but I’m down on the floor, Screamin’ through the silence, slamming every door. I ain’t lost my faith, but I lost my way, And I’ve said some things I still regret today. If You’re still listenin', if there’s still love— Then damn it, Father… ain’t I still Your son? [Verse 1] I walked in Your house with a bottle in hand, Cursed at the cross, said I’d take a stand. Told You Your mercy felt more like a curse, Told You I'd write my own fate, for better or worse. I broke down Your stone with the weight of my pain, But I never stopped callin’ out Your name. [Verse 2] They told me You love me, but where has it been? I was drowning in fire, tryin’ hard not to sin. I ain’t perfect, Lord, but I’ve bled and I’ve tried, And I swear I was prayin’ when everyone died. Now I walk with the guilt, with the rage and the fear, But I still whisper to You, hopin’ You’re near. [Chorus] God, I know You’re up there, but I’m down on the floor, Screamin’ through the silence, slamming every door. I ain’t lost my faith, but I lost my way, And I’ve said some things I still regret today. If You’re still listenin', if there’s still love— Then damn it, Father… ain’t I still Your son? [Verse 3] I don’t want riches, I don’t want fame, I just want peace without drowning in shame. I want to wake up without fightin’ to breathe, Want to believe You ain’t just watchin’ me bleed. So if Your grace is real, if redemption’s done— Then show me a sign… ‘cause I’m still Your son. [Bridge] Yeah, I screamed in Your face and I challenged Your will, But I never stopped hurtin’, never sat still. I’m still here, Lord, and I ain’t run— I’m just waitin’ for proof I ain’t too far gone. [Chorus] God, I know You’re up there, but I’m down on the floor, Screamin’ through the silence, slamming every door. I ain’t lost my faith, but I lost my way, And I’ve said some things I still regret today. If You’re still listenin', if there’s still love— Then damn it, Father… ain’t I still Your son? [Outro] So here’s my heart, broken and bent, Still beatin' with every ounce of repent. If You’re still out there, don’t let me come undone— I’m tired of the fight… but I’m still Your son.
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5/9/2025