Father Christos, Forgive Me

Lyrics

[Intro] Father Christos, forgive me for the things I did I’m trying to face the man I was, not hide the kid [Verse 1] Apocalyptic headspace, wasteland in my chest Every thought a cracked road, every choice a test We’re out of whack—what’s the cause? I can’t say Fear gets passed around like a bill we can’t pay Gen X grew up where the hard talk carried weight Bad cats, mad straps, learned to live with the stakes Hip-hop held the record, not a polished alibi Gang culture left scars you can’t crop from the sky I can’t watch the TV, all the edges filed flat Soft as flapjacks, no truth in the chat [Chorus] Christos, forgive me, I’m still learning control Old fire in my hands, new weight on my soul We were counted out, but the count was wrong God didn’t use their math when He carried us along [Verse 2] Meager beginnings, poor trash was the tag Empty cupboards, hand-me-downs, pride in a bag They drew a line around me, said, “Stay in your place” But grace came through the door and put a name on my face Christos blessed, pulling up with flavor on time Like a meal at the door when the cupboards were dry Working on my temper, Aries, you know that war path Trying not to let one spark turn the whole room to ash I’ve seen tough turn brittle, seen the brave act scared Now I’m asking what I’m building with the strength that I wear [Chorus] Christos, forgive me, I’m still learning control Old fire in my hands, new weight on my soul We were counted out, but the count was wrong God didn’t use their math when He carried us along [Bridge] No excuse in the past, no pride in the damage I can name what I did, I can break the old pattern If the world stays crooked, I can still stand straight One breath, one choice, one less thing to hate [Outro] Father Christos, hear me; I’m not asking to forget Just the strength to face tomorrow without becoming my regret