Verse 1] I’ve been digging through a past that owes me answers, What sinful men did to me raises some questions. They preached Jesus but passed on their damage, Took me down a path that led to therapy sessions. Chaos in my chest, white noise in my head It’s just what happens when innocence is dead When your safety doesn’t last, you figure out fast— The devil doesn’t need horns, just a holy mask. [Hook] I won’t be that kind of man No, I won’t be that kind of man Give a bad man power, and the little ones pay. I won’t be that kind of— I I won’t be that kind of man (beat drops out) [Verse 2] Let’s uncover all the things that I used as armor, Fawning, freezing, running from the trauma. Trying to make safe every time, every place Learning how to read every look on your face Hypocrites with Bibles, conveyors of violence Forced on me these tools of survival, And I’m haunted by ghosts that continuously lurk And learning what it takes to make life work [Hook] I won’t be that kind of man I won’t be that kind of man Give a bad man power and the little ones pay I won’t be that kind of— I won’t be that kind of man. [Bridge] (half-time, almost spoken) I’m naming the damage, not carrying the blame. I don’t carry their darkness or shoulder their shame. If pain is a language, I’m learning new words, I won’t translate abuse into someone else’s curse. [Hook] I am not that kind of man I am not that kind of man What they broke, I’m breaking free I am not that kind of— I am not that kind of man [Outro] I will never be That kind of man.
