Lyrics

Verse 1**
*I carved my résumé in the scars on my wrists,*
*Bled "worthiness" dry, but the void still exists.*
*The Law’s a chainsaw revvin’ in my chest,*
*I built my own cross, but it’s just second-guess.*
*Tried to bargain with hell using pennies of pride,*
*Stacked deeds like sandbags, but the flood’s still inside.*
*My hands are blistered from diggin’ this grave—*
*Turns out nothin’ I break can ever be saved.*

**Chorus**
*It’s finished! The ledger’s in ashes, the debt’s overdrawn,*
*Your grace is a dagger through the heart of my "dawn."*
*No fistfight with fate, no currency of tears—*
*The verdict’s been shouted in the grave’s hollowed ears.*
*The storm couldn’t drown You, the nails couldn’t bind,*
*You wore all my ruin, left perfection behind.*
*So I’ll scream through the static, let the truth split the night—*
*It’s finished…*
*…and I’m breathing Your light.*

**Verse 2**
*I wore my good works like a noose made of gold,*
*Strangled my soul tryna reach what You hold.*
*The altar’s a stage where I danced for the crowd,*
*But the applause was just silence, the curtain’s torn now.*
*You crashed through the prison with scars as Your proof,*
*No barcode of merit, no gavel, no roof.*
*My rags reek of sweat, but You dress me in dawn—*
*A orphan’s embrace where the "ought-tos" are gone.*

**Chorus**
*It’s finished! The ledger’s in ashes, the debt’s overdrawn,*
*Your grace is a dagger through the heart of my "dawn."*
*No fistfight with fate, no currency of tears—*
*The verdict’s been shouted in the grave’s hollowed ears.*
*The storm couldn’t drown You, the nails couldn’t bind,*
*You wore all my ruin, left perfection behind.*
*So I’ll scream through the static, let the truth split the night—*
*It’s finished…*
*…and I’m breathing Your light.*

**Bridge**
*I fistfighted shadows, built castles in sand,*
*You said, “Child, lay your weapons where the piercéd hands stand.”*
*The scales are just fiction, the wage’s been paid,*
*Hell’s lost my address in the bloodstains You made.*
*So burn my trophies, melt my shame,*
*Your “*Tetelestai*” echoes my dead middle name!*
*No more performin’, no more curse—*
*Your grace is the hurricane…*
*…I’m the dust in the burst.*



**Final Chorus**
*It’s finished! The ledger’s in ashes, the debt’s overdrawn,*
*Your grace is a dagger through the heart of my "dawn."*
*No fistfight with fate, no currency of tears—*
*The verdict’s been shouted in the grave’s hollowed ears.*
*The storm couldn’t drown You, the nails couldn’t bind,*
*You wore all my ruin, left perfection behind.*
*So I’ll scream through the static, let the truth split the night—*
*It’s finished…*
*…and I’m breathing Your light.*

**Outro**
*The veil’s torn in two, the stone’s rolled away,*
*My résumé