[Intro – Spoken or whispered with atmospheric synth/piano] Today thanks to yesterday. Trauma begets the grateful. Was it all by fate? This horror for the faithful? ⸻ [Verse 1] Every step of pain, was it meant to? My damaged heart, my shredded soul. By grand designs beyond my grasp? Does it make me worthy? Maybe so… ⸻ [Verse 2] I gave God my silence, Let him carve what He desired. They say scars are holy offerings, So why do I still feel tired? ⸻ [Chorus] No, not worthy, just breathing. Still here. Still bleeding. Sanctified by scars I never asked for. Still here. Still questioning. And that… is enough. ⸻ [Verse 3] Memories etched in nerve and bone, Ghosts that kneel beside my bed. They say I should be stronger now, But I just miss who I was instead. ⸻ [Chorus – Repeat / Slightly Varied] Not redeemed, just surviving. Still cracked. Still alive in This shell I’ve grown around the fire. Still here. Still breathing. And maybe… that’s enough. ⸻ [Bridge – Intimate, stripped-down instrumentation] He wrote purpose in my pain But never signed their names. Left me holding the weight Of someone else’s grace. ⸻ [Final Chorus – Full band, emotional climax] Not worthy, just breathing. Still here. Still needing A reason that doesn’t cost my soul. Sanctified by scars, unchosen marks Still here. Still whole… enough.
