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Written, Performed, and Produced By: The Palms
Recorded and Engineered By: The Palms and Michael Parnell @ Studio City Sound
Mixed By: Cole Nystrom
Mastered By: Alex DeYoung @ Deyoung Masters

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Ive been buried deep in shadows,
covered in dust of years
Every step drags heavy chains, my skin
Still soaked in tears
The ground remembers secrets, the soil
remembers shame
I try to wash it off, but the dirt still knows my name

Chorus
Pain is real, it clings to me
Like ashes on my skin
I scream to heaven, "Are You listening?
Will this torment ever end?"
I'm dirty, broken. humiliated inside
But I'm still reaching, still I cry

Verse 2
I carried knives against my chest
Unsure if i wanted it in my flesh
The echoes of their voices still stain me
From the past
Hands sweat, heart races, can't escape
this cage of flesh
Fear like fire in my veins, I cant find rest

chorus
Pain is real, it clings to me
like ashes pressed to my skin
I scream to heaven, "Are You listening?
Will this torment ever end?"
I'm dirty, I'm broken, humiliated inside
But still I'm searching, still I cry

Verse 3
Every morning wakes the nightmare
every night I pray for peace
but humiliation shackles me, won't grant release
People look right through me, they can't feel my scars
I wonder if the Lord is near, or if He's still afar

verse 4 The soil holds my footprints, my body holds my pain
but somewhere in this wilderness, I'm calling out Your name
Lord, if You are with me, if You see my shame-stained face
lift me from this dirt, show me mercy, show me grace

bridge
coverednin ashes, covered in fear
buried in secrets I don't want to hear
But even in the dirt, even in disgrace
I'm reaching for Your hand, I'm reaching for Your face

chorus
pain is real, it clings to me
like ashes pressed into my skin
I scream to heaven, "Are You Listening? will this torment ever end?"
I'm dirty, I'm broken, humiliated inside
but still I'm searching, still I cry

Hippy Hill

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