[Verse 1]
I don’t need stained glass
I see God in my own hands
Every scar
Every wrong turn
Every late night
Every slow burn
You say you’re chosen like a badge
Like the rest of us just trash
If I’m not picked
Then what is this?
Breath in my lungs
That’s evidence
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If I’m not chosen then nobody is
God in my chest
Not your pyramids
You point to the sky
I point to my ribs
If I’m not chosen then nobody is
You pray from a stage
I pray in the crib
Same heartbeat
Same pulse in the wrists
Some know their purpose
Some just resist
If I’m not chosen then nobody is
[Verse 2]
You selling heaven like a brand
While your brother’s sleeping on the tram
Quote your book
But you missed the line
Love in the dirt
Not just in the shine
I’ve seen saints in dirty shoes
Soft eyes
Hard days
Quiet truth
You call them lost
I call them home
Sound body
Bound soul
Stuck in your tone
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Pro God
Not your gold frame
Not your logo
Not your last name
You loud in the choir
I’m low-key lit
Sacred and simple
That’s all it is
You say I’m outside
Cool
Outside what?
The box you drew?
If I’m not chosen then nobody is
Say it again till the shame don’t stick
Some know their purpose
Others just hiss
Sound soul
But they drown it in scripts
[Chorus]