Silver-smith

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(Verse 1)

Sitting in this chair, facing a stranger's gaze,

Digging up the scars from those childhood days.

You don’t know the pain, you don’t feel the weight,

A drunken father’s rage, couldn’t escape my fate.

Mom needed a rock, I wore her heavy sigh,

A perfect little face, but I learned how to lie.

Judged by the unworthy, what do they know, why?

Their eyes see the shine, but not the sorrow's glow and the bitter padt behind

(Chorus)

I'm angry, I’m tired, I’m done playing your game,

Reliving every wound, each time feels the same.

Love keeps on hurting, it leaves me so empty,

Searching for solace, but all I find is plenty.

Plenty

Plenty

Plenty

....of empy ...

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(Verse 2)

You think you found the one, but it’s just another replay,

Different faces of pain, I wear ’em every day.

But God, you’re my refuge, my only escape,

In your love and grace, I find my shape.

May you mould me

Define my scape

(Bridge)

Footsteps of Jesus, they cut like a knife,

Confronting my reflection, confronting my life.

Brave but wounded, yes it came to this,

Fighting with shadows, yearning for bliss.

Brave but wounded, yes it came to this....

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Its all the same

Love keeps on hurting, it leaves me so empty,

Searching for solace, but all I find is plenty.

Plenty

Plenty

Plenty

....of empty ...

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Plenty of empty

Plenty of empty...

Empty

Empty

Empty

(Outro)

Here I stand, unbroken, though the battle’s been long,

Forged in the fires, I’m learning to be strong.

With every step forward, the anger will fade,

Embracing the journey, the woman God made.

Forged in the fires ....

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(Crackling of a fire fading out) ....