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armond wakeup - jesus lyrics
[verse 1]
some say you’re a prophet
others say, you’re not of us
many say you’re anonymous
most say that you’re not enough
others blame you for all this stuff
a white man europeans used to maul us
they dedicate their lives to call your bluff
a nice guy
a benchmark for morality
some say you’re the serpent
others blame you for adam’s eve
they look to you to be master p or the masters peace
reduce you to a sadducee, it’s sad to see
the world wanna silence you
that’s improbable
the church want you famous & popular
that’s impossible
they, use your name for their own personal gain
their own purpose, the fame
proclaim you, & then they maim you
but, when i’m with you, my problems are inaudible
want all of you
i walk with you
you can’t be exhausted
i’m in awe of you
you’re unconventional, not a ritual
not expendable
years are a minute
when i depend on you
listen
[hook]
i been waiting, been waiting waiting
antic-p-ting x2
this is bigger than my dreams
or anything i could scheme
or bigger than any god they believe in
this is jesus
[verse 2]
they say if you scared go to church
its only for grandmother’s
back biters, ned flanders types, man to man lovers
they handcuff us
lock us away in the prison of their ideals
& accept opinion as real
they’re fulfilled in their feelings
double tap validation
they’re fulfilled in their dealings
the sky is the limit so they’re fulfilled in their ceiling
the bible calls them sick & they’re fulfilled in their illness
they’re fulfilled in a villain
on the flip, to a degree their accusations are valid
the challenge is building a mansion out of madness
how can a holy temple be filled with so much debauchery
hypocrisy
a doctrine that only belittles gods beliefs
the problem is we place each other on thrones
place faith in our eyes, make temporary our home
they fall short of expectations, we make their bed out of stones
trade my brother for barabbas & make his bed out of th-rns
so i’m torn
cause what i deserve, i never get
like sentenced to a bottomless pit
instead i sit
at his right hand
he is my fence
he is my tent
got my own sp-ce, ain’t gotta fit
so i’m convinced
[hook]
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