Verse 1
I learned to hide behind these eyes,
Smile enough to sell the lie.
Tell the world that I’m alright,
While losing every lonely fight.
The chains I wear don’t make a sound,
They’re buried deep beneath the ground.
No one sees what I become
When all the lights have come undone.
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Verse 2
I kept saying, “One more time.”
“I’ll be different by sunrise.”
Built a prison with my hands,
Calling weakness “just who I am.”
Every promise slowly broke,
Every truth got lost in smoke.
I wasn’t looking to be free…
I was hiding from the man in me.
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Chorus
So I’m laying it all at the cross.
Every secret.
Every loss.
Every chain I’ve tried to break
With my own two hands.
Lord, I’ve run until I couldn’t stand.
If Your mercy still has room,
Then breathe Your life into this room.
I’m tired of carrying who I’ve been.
Teach this broken heart again.
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Verse 3
Addiction whispers soft at first,
Like an old friend who knows your hurt.
It promises to ease the pain,
But leaves you empty once again.
It doesn’t care who stands nearby,
The ones we love still pay the price.
The wounds we never meant to make
Become the hearts we accidentally break.
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Bridge
This ain’t a battle won overnight.
Some mornings feel like endless nights.
Some days my faith is barely strong enough
To whisper…
“Jesus…”
But even when my knees give way,
Your grace still meets me where I pray.
You don’t ask me to be perfect.
You ask me…
To come.
(Guitar solo)
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Final Chorus
So I’ll keep laying it at the cross.
Every victory.
Every loss.
If I fall a thousand times,
I’ll rise a thousand-one.
Not because I’m strong enough…
But because the work You’ve begun
Won’t be finished by my hands.
You’ll complete what You began.
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Outro
Tomorrow…
The battle may return.
The voice may call my name again.
But today…
I choose the Light.
Today…
I choose the Truth.
Today…
I choose the One
Who never gave up on me.
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Spoken Prayer (over the fading guitar)
Father…
Strip away every mask I’ve ever worn.
Give me the courage to confess,
the patience to heal,
and the faith to keep walking when I feel weak.
Let my scars become a testimony,
not a prison.
And if I can’t see tomorrow,
teach me to trust You with today.
Amen.
