Collateral Soul
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I was duct-taped to my damage thought pain was my glue
Smiled through the wreckage like it's all I ever knew
Hope was just a rumor I could never defend
Till mercy cut the sirens and my running met its end
Born in a fault line tremors in my speech
Pockets full of idols always close in reach
I bartered with the shadows traded peace for pride
Put a crown on my addictions let 'em chauffeur while I lied
Ghosted every warning muted wisdom cranked the noise
Laughed at lifelines like a bully with his toys
Stitched my secrets tight with thread of lame excuses
Said I'd quit tomorrow-each "quit" bred abuses
Jacket made of grudges zipper made of blame
Playlist full of pity hit repeat and called it fame
Saw the cross as dรฉcor faith as just a style
Quoted verses like receipts while living hostile
Dragged my coffin daily called it grind and hustle hard
Hell hid in the fine print of my every business card
Broken by the world and the wages of my sin
But a nail-scarred hand reached deeper than the mess I'm in
When the night tried to own me and the chains said stay
Grace kicked in the door and pulled me out the gray
From the ash to the anthem from the crack to the whole
I was dead in the static-now He's tuning my soul
I'm not what I did; I'm becoming what He spoke
Choking on the dark till He taught me how to hope
He met me in my ruins didn't flinch at the flies
Breathed life in my lungs while I confessed my lies
Took the ledger of my debt read the charges one by one
Stamped "Paid in Full" in crimson by the power of the Son
Peeled my fingers off the cliff I called control
Took my habit like a hammer rebuilt my soul
Taught me war is kneelin' strength is to forgive
The loudest kind of livin' is the will to live
Cleaned the rusted gears inside my heart
Turned my pain into a spark that could restart
Now I carry mercy's banner not a trophy for my name
But a map for wanderers still walkin' through the flame
I ain't flawless or finished but the anchor holds
And the winter in my marrow's melting into gold
Broken by the world and the wages of my sin
But a nail-scarred hand reached deeper than the mess I'm in
When the night tried to own me and the chains said stay
Grace kicked in the door and pulled me out the gray
From the ash to the anthem from the crack to the whole
I was dead in the static-now He's tuning my soul
I'm not what I did; I'm becoming what He spoke
Choking on the dark till He taught me how to hope
I laid my anger on the altar watched it burn to light
Let truth convict my habits while compassion learned to fight
If the valley's where you're livin' and the fog has got you blind
There's a Shepherd in the shadows callin' you by mind
If you're drownin' in the noise I know the sound that splits the sea-
That whisper in the whirlwind sayin' "Come and walk with Me"
Every scar's a syllable in testimonies I spit
Failures turn to fertilizer where His promises sit
Used to flex a fragile throne now I boast in what He's done
Turned my grave to a garden my night to a sun
When the tempter brings my highlight reel of all I wrecked
I show the greater headline: Redeemed not correct
This ain't moral polish or rules I try to keep
It's tombstone-bustin' power wakin' captives from their sleep
I march with quiet thunder mercy woven in my tone
Peace beyond the metrics joy that doesn't need a phone
I still stumble I still struggle but I stumble toward the Light-
Not perfect just pursued-and He pursues me through the night
Broken by the world and the wages of my sin
But a nail-scarred hand reached deeper than the mess I'm in
When the night tried to own me and the chains said stay
Grace kicked in the door and pulled me out the gray
From the ash to the anthem from the crack to the whole
I was dead in the static-now He's tuning my soul
I'm not what I did; I'm becoming what He spoke
Choking on the dark till He taught me how to hope
If you're countin' all your losses like a currency of shame
Trade the ledger for His letters-He already knows your name
When the world says "You're a fracture" He says "Child you're My art"
He will meet you in the breaking and rewrite your beating heart