God in Me

For God

SIGs

Diplomatic

He's Innocent

Sensitive Boys

She Bit My Neck !

[Verse 1]

I taped your note

Inside my phone case

Four bent corners

From the time you wrote “have faith”

I said I would

Said it so strong

Now the words feel cheap

When the nights get long

 

[Pre-Chorus]

I’ve been lighting every candle

Till the air turns thick and rough

Staring at the ceiling

Asking

Why believing’s not enough

 

[Chorus]

When believing is not enough

And the ground still shakes beneath us

I’m tired of hope that doesn’t hold

Hands that pray

But still let go

When the sky don’t open up

And the silence feels like it’s all we’ve got

Tell me what to build my heart on

When believing is not enough

 

[Verse 2]

There’s a list

On the back of my door

Things I swore I’d do

When I wasn’t scared anymore

All those dreams

Pinned up in ink

But they fade to gray

Every time I overthink

 

[Pre-Chorus]

I keep talking like it’s certain

While my doubt sits in the front

Every “one day” tastes like fiction

Every “soon” feels like a stunt

 

[Chorus]

 

[Bridge]

Maybe faith needs feet

Blisters on the heel

Wet streets

Maybe trust looks less like waiting

More like shaking when you speak

I’m not asking for a promise

Just a reason not to run

Some small proof in my own two hands

That I’m not the only one

 

[Chorus]

[Pre-Chorus]

I’ve been lighting every candle

Till the air turns thick and rough

Staring at the ceiling

Asking

Why believing’s not enough

 

[Chorus]

When believing is not enough

And the ground still shakes beneath us

I’m tired of hope that doesn’t hold

Hands that pray

But still let go

When the sky don’t open up

And the silence feels like it’s all we’ve got

Tell me what to build my heart on

When believing is not enough

 

[Verse 2]

There’s a list

On the back of my door

Things I swore I’d do

When I wasn’t scared anymore

All those dreams

Pinned up in ink

But they fade to gray

Every time I overthink

 

[Pre-Chorus]

I keep talking like it’s certain

While my doubt sits in the front

Every “one day” tastes like fiction

Every “soon” feels like a stunt

 

[Chorus]

 

[Bridge]

Maybe faith needs feet

Blisters on the heel

Wet streets

Maybe trust looks less like waiting

More like shaking when you speak

I’m not asking for a promise

Just a reason not to run

Some small proof in my own two hands

That I’m not the only one

For God

Brittney Irons

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