August Burns Red - Existence lyrics

rate me

This hollow feeling, the knowledge that

you exist amidst your insecurities. Cover

up only to coward out, and never shutting

up only to never speak aloud. Have you

dried up entirely? The walls of a church

don’t make it holy. It’s what’s authentic

that completes the sum of its parts. Don’t

excuse yourself from today on the pre-

tense of your past. You’re hurt. You’re bro-

ken. That’s alright. This might be what it

takes to wake you up. Are you at your wits

end yet? Security isn’t glitzy or glamor-

ous, concrete or cohesive. Therein lies the

truth. Lift your head up high. It’s what we

know we aren’t, that makes us who we are.

You’re hurt. You’re broken. That’s alright.

That makes us who we are.