This hollow feeling,
The knowledge that you exist
Amidst your insecurities
Cover up only to coward out,
And never shutting up
Only to never speak aloud
Have you dried up entirely?

The walls of a church don't make it holy
It's what's authentic that completes the sum of it's parts
Don't excuse yourself from today on the pretense of your past

You're hurt You're broken That's alright
This might be what it takes to wake you up

Are you at your wits end yet? (4x)

The walls of a church don't make it holy
Security isn't glitzy or glamorous, concrete or cohesive
Therein lies the truth Lift your head up high

It's what we know we aren't, that makes us who we are (2x)

You're hurt You're broken That's alright
That makes us who we are (who we are)
You're hurt You're broken That's alright
That makes us who we are