[Intro] [Spoken] I hit the ground. Then I learned what heat was for. [Verse 1] Used to live in a high light. Then the drop. Then the dirt. Then the day wrath kept me warmer than grace. I got good at the field. That is the problem. A body that still thinks it is praying while it counts. [Pre-Chorus] I do not apologize for the tally. I wear it like beads. Vengeance is not a mood. It is a vow I can still taste. [Chorus] Call me redeemed like it already took I am a fist learning how not to close I was the storm they pointed at God Now I am aiming the fire I chose Burned height, dirty hands, same war I don't get washed, I get used for more Say the word like a dare in my teeth — redeemed, not yet, but me. [Verse 2] After the noise, the drum is still in the muscle. The old light flickers. I hate that I look. There was a throat I could have finished. The hand stayed open. Not miracle. Choice, shaking, in smoke. [Pre-Chorus] I do not apologize for the tally. I wear it like beads. The vow used to say I will repay. Now it says I will not be only this. [Chorus] Call me redeemed like it already took I am a fist learning how not to close I was the storm they pointed at God Now I am aiming the fire I chose Burned height, dirty hands, same war I don't get washed, I get used for more Say the word like a dare in my teeth — redeemed, not yet, but me. [Bridge] I was the storm I was pointed at I served the drum till the drum was all I had I don't put the fire down and call it holy I carry it out and I call it on me Bloody hands, new name, no bath If I am better it is work, not a path Could be the wrath. Could be the man who built him. I gave my anger a body so it would stop eating me. Hands up if you walked out burning Hands up if you stayed in the flame I am still a weapon — I am trying to aim. [Breakdown] Pick it up. The name. Redeemed. [Chorus] Call me redeemed like it already took I am a fist learning how not to close I was the storm they pointed at God Now I am aiming the fire I chose Burned height, dirty hands, same war I don't get washed, I get used for more Say the word like a dare in my teeth — redeemed, not yet, but me. [Outro] [Spoken] Still a weapon. Still trying to aim it. If the light is listening — I am walking out carrying the fire.
