Ooh what's that sound
Who's that sneaking around
In the dark tryna not get found
Lookin round corners
Going to town, ow
Yes, I guess learned from the best
At least two-time sneak champion
Pretend that you like light
But in the dark again
Think John 3:20 might mention it
So, shred it up throw it on the ground
Sneak it out
Double down with a secret bank account
Stand down officer uh where's he now
Don't it kinda make you wonder what he found out
Anyhow, call daddy have him work it out
Write a check for the perfect amount
Take a break just to post online
About Jesus but really about someone else
Passive aggressively tear them down
Fight it out for the Karen of the year crown
And don't forget
To buy power, a say, a staff change, a big lie
That's why you're supposed to give your ten percent
Right, right, right, right, right
So go on and get your checkbook
And buy, buy, buy, buy
God only knows
All the bruises that you're leaving
Every dirty
Every dirty secret
Every time you
Left me on the roadside
Bleeding
You can't
Hide your demons
Takes quite a bit of concentration
Not to say something
When I wanna say something so bad
All my frustration about the situation
Your trepidation after the fact
Cuz the fact is that
Didn't get your way now you wanna go back,
Back to the way that it was when you could just act
Everything is ok that that you're perfect that it's a reunion
Instead of a house of prayer and worshiping a
Country club instead of a hospital
For the broken, broken people
Here's the church here's the steeple
Open the doors and see the feeble
Don't get what they want and ooh girl,
You gonna see some evil uh
Grave that dug ain't good enough
Deep as you wanted so you tell us three months
Can't publicly preach about Jesus
Or you won't give us the money to feed us
Malfeasance, dirty reasons
Still pray for you through your treasons
That you end up in the kingdom
Til then claps, say it with them
The grass ain't greener where the money is
It's greener where God waters it, period
Period, period
God only knows
All the bruises that you're leaving
Every dirty
Every dirty secret
Every time you
Left me on the roadside
Bleeding
You can't
Hide your demons
Gotta get a better set of
Get up outta bed and get a
Little bit of it
A little bit out of my head
I gotta get to betterment
I gotta be a better man
I got a bigger, better bat
And then a badder temperament
I traded everything I gained for the God game
Bigger bang
Take it to the bank
Thank heaven for the sang thang
Gang gang
Hit em with the bang bang
Tell em that I didn't end up in a bank
Bag Hanging
Same thing different tomb
Undertaker you
But it doesn't matter what you say what you do
Not gonna change what He can do
Gonna do
Bada boom babe
Lips say His name
Hearts couldn't be more far away
Isaiah 29:13
But it's not too late for you to switch your team
Get redeemed even Paul flipped the screen
God only knows
All the bruises that you're leaving
Every dirty
Every dirty secret
Every time you
Left me on the roadside
Bleeding
You can't
Hide your demons