Here's To The Broken Believers

A recompense in my defense was what I thought was the reason to be saved
Never again, could I pretend that ridicule and cruelty are not what came from this grace...

Yet still the underlying desire to reach higher
I can't quite understand...

How I'd love to [C7]feel again...
Cuz' nothing's making sense but I still somehow believe there's hope I need to [C7]put my [A]tɾust in
I never wanted this, but my [A]life is such a mess in conviction [C7]and [Bm]despair I always knew that He still cares

A quiet fire, still inspires, wanting to [C7]erupt in me proclaiming Love that's pure and [Bm]free
But, all [Em]they can view is the image used to [C7]disguise my [A]tɾue identity, a face that few have seen

How I'd love to [C7]feel again... cuz' nothing's making sense
But I still somehow believe there's hope I need to [C7]put my [A]tɾust in
I never wanted this
But my [A]life is such a mess in conviction [C7]and [Bm]despair I always knew that He still cares

I'm without excuse
Cuz' I know the tɾuth
But I can't make up my [A]mind or see the signs of proof
Though, in my [A]confession [C7]I need direction [C7]a convince to [C7]make new a life style that I choose

How I'd love to [C7]feel again...
Cuz' nothing's making sense but I still somehow believe there's hope I need to [C7]put my [A]tɾust in
I never wanted this
But my [A]life is such a mess in conviction [C7]and [Bm]despair I always knew that He still cares