So I meditate on your temple
Of days back then, way back when
And I seek hope in the simple
I’m using the lead to discover the gold
Prophets of old, inside I hold
My stories of long ago, the beauty in now
As my story unfolds, I’m seeing how

He doesn’t need me, but oh the beauty
That He chooses, us to be tools of
His light, to glorify, and lift Him high
And so I try, to testify the sky
With all my might, but my might will die
And even with all His strength
It still does not quite reach
My capability to make you see
To praise Him in my humanity
But I try to personify, Him and His glory
So one day you can see the full story

NEONISFAKEFIRE.
CAN’TYOUSEE?
NEONISFAKEFIRE.
WELL,ISUPPOSE
YOUHAV­ETOFEEL.

I was about to make a rap about the color orange
But then I remembered, what rhymes with orange?
I mean, what actually rhymes with it?
Sure, orange floors, orange to the core, I scorn the orange
That all works, but I suppose there’s nothing like the color orange
I don’t know, I guess I just like the in-between

Soul murderers, what do you think occurs?
Is it because of your hurts, do you not care what is learned?
I’m trying not to get angry but this topic makes me shaky
For the lives you’ve been taking, the life that’s been shaken
And if she likes this bit, you messed up her head to enjoy that pit
And if it was up to me, I’d use profanity
But as you’ll see, God’s forgiven me
And His grace calls for a different pace
And to deny His face would be to claim another throne

We’ve made *** our throne
The thing we turn to when we feel alone
But loneliness comes from trying to fill that hole
With things we should know don’t made us whole
God is the only one that completes us
It offers us nothing to seek lust
So will we force our chasm for a quick ******?
Will we deny the peace at Jesus’ feet for who we weren’t mad to be?
Or trade in *** with our hand for the God who has a much greater plan?
This obsession isn’t a question, rather it’s a name we excuse to be lame
We’re prostitutes if we constitute to enjoy out of how we ought to
But at least a ***** gets paid to save their poor
We look like God requires of us to give up everything
Take a look at Christ and how much to took to bearing
Your sinful ways are dead and buried
I’d say it’s a pretty good trade
To hand your life over to the God who will have it made
You look to these things to feel worth
But wouldn’t you agree this endless cycle is a curse?
Turn to the only name that follows through
Is our Lord and Savior who makes brand new
And my anger is overtaken because He’s the God of savin’
And He will bring justice, but before then He offers us a way out of corruption
There is a God who can revive souls
When you surrender for Him to mold

They say it’s painless
But it’s not nameless
No, we’re not nameless, no

They ***** with your head and I’m sorry
You don’t deserve this
It wasn’t your fault, if it wasn’t your folly
You should know it

But you must know you have a Father in heaven
Someone who loves you and accepts you in
He won’t abuse your emotions
He feels your pain, and will heal your bruises, He’s rowing
You can show Him all your scars
What you may have done, and what was done to you
And He still welcomes me with open arms
And our Savior will guide you through

It’s okay to admit you’re in the storm
Don’t ignore it like before
It will always linger
But with God, death loses its stinger
That is not the love the Father wants for you
What He wants for you, is pure and true

They say it’s painless
But it’s not nameless
No, we’re not nameless, no

I can tell that you wanna **** me
When I’m thinking it’ll be easy-er
Well, yer gonna need something stronger
Because you got the same ol’ routine
You aint got no new schemes
You’re the one that’s bleeding
‘Cause you know you don’t hold my meaning