Ready to Be Saved

Intro

Mm-hmm — hear that shutter close.

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Verse 1

I packed a paper bag and a bus ticket south,

Got the number in my hand, I whispered it out.

Steel in my spine, or what’s left of the truth,

I told that voice I’d break the bottle for proof.

They put me on hold like I was just noise,

“You’re not what we take,” they said with those clipped, small voice.

A chair in a waiting room swallowed my plan —

Doors for some, but not for a damaged hand.

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Pre-Chorus

I counted my scars like coins in the dark,

Every one a lighthouse that never sparked.

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Chorus

I was ready to be saved, ready to be brave,

Left at the gates with a label they gave.

Ready to give up, to fold and to cave—

You found me there, and you kept the flame.

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Verse 2

They said “rules are rules,” like a nail in my chest,

Two words — “service denied” — put me to the test.

I thought of all the nights I slept on the edge,

How the map to myself had been erased from the ledge.

The city’s neon smirks as the rain spits my name,

I was a candle in a storm without a frame.

Pulled down so low that I learned how to float,

But drowning in paper and white-lined hope.

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Pre-Chorus 2

If the world is a courtroom, verdicts stick like glue,

But I kept a pulsing, small “I” that knew.

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Chorus (repeat)

I was ready to be saved, ready to be brave,

Left at the gates with a label they gave.

Ready to give up, to fold and to cave—

You found me there, and you kept the flame.

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Bridge — spoken / half-sung

“Maybe we don’t fit in the boxes they draw,” you said,

“Maybe their doors are made of numbers, not threads.

I’ve got a key that isn’t written on paper —

It’s a promise, a roof, a hand that won’t taper.”

You dragged me up by the crooked of my jaw,

Held me like something worth fighting for.

We found a backdoor, a couch, a light,

We built a little place in the dead of the night.

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Solo

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Final Chorus (big)

I was ready to be saved, ready to be brave,

Left at the gates with a label they gave.

Ready to give up, to fold and to cave—

You found me there, and you kept the flame.

I was one denied, turned from the page,

You wrote me a line that ripped out of the cage.

I was ready to die, but you taught me to stay —

Now I’m ready to be saved, ready to be brave.

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Outro

We made a bed from the rubble,

You said, “We’ll do what we’re able.”

And the light you lent me keeps me steady, keeps me stable.