Christon Gray - Hallow Man lyrics

[Verse 1: Taelor Gray] Maybe it's just magic, maybe it's just wisdom And you can see the moral, but you see contradiction And you just buy the cameras, never see the candids You just see the bandits, the building is abandoned And you just seek a man so you won't fall But I say it's fallen and we feel so small And we can see this world build this case against Him At worst he's a liar, at best he's a mystery But did you see a martyr? Did you witness murder? Didn't we all start it? Didn't we deserve it? Tell me what's living when your d**h can't hurt you When love brings shame and pain becomes virtue This is long-ranged chivalry, open open doors to forever I'm hoping for forever Long live the Hallow Man, Hallow Man Lionheart, blinding heart Promise I'm gon' see you at the end I see you when we mount of wings with eagles And get carried by the wind Told us you gon' carry us again When it's just more than rose from concrete It's gold in the concrete, soul from the Isleys The soul in the body come alive for the very first time The water turns to wine, the water turns fine Said I'm just telling stories, this is just an urban legend This is my philosophy, but I got all the questions [?] circumstance, fall in love with clergy The scroll spoke to me, said there's only one worthy It's well welled eyes, knees tremble on the pavement Not much that I can say but I can say that I'm persuaded So what's another artist just tryna sell you songs If I don't shed no tears from that 23rd Psalm This will make the song cry Remember titans from the strong side I was fighting for the wrong side, this is the reward I don't need the world's ears I just need yours Was fighting for the wrong side, this is the reward I don't need the world's ears I just need yours [Verse 2: Christon Gray] I think the 98' Chris is back to scribbling chicken scratch I'm a songbird that loves its cage, you'll just have to live with that Still a gang of good memories, my old neighborhood misses me In my dreams then I wake with you could say a new energy Let me give some of that to you, yo it's been a long year Just remember we're pa**ing through, we never belonged here Stay with the winner, I'm just tryna be strong here I'm chasing these Scriptures while I'm erasing these pictures And me and Cristy we making it, people think we be faking it That's cool, deception's all about the tools you can face it with I still wrestle with demons, still protected by angels To be or not to be the choice I left on the table You don't mess with the labels, cause you see what I deal with Take the I out of this [?] and suggest that I'm able Don't wear your heart on your sleeve Don't bid on the lie that I bough Let so-ons be so-ons, let bygones be byes gone From C.S. to G. Craig Lewis Cut them with a knife, you'll see red fluid My whole point is we all just human So I'm learning how to take orders when he says do it Got that draw on [?] and B.J. on the mountaintop It's bigger than music you got this album that's bout to drop Their arms getting longer but they still don't know how to Bach I'll be right there with you, I don't know to know stop [Verse 3: Taelor Gray] My eyes locked on the vanity's gla** You barely see the image, look the fairest has a blemish The witches out for blood like the fairest is a menace They got you looking back tryna cherish this as art But the marriage is a farce, you just married to the chemist You wishing you was breaking bad but barely breaking even In the basement with your [?] cooking up some evil Then dress it up as [?] and give it to the people It's no more metaphors, it's not just for the conscious rhymes It's for my conscience, I swore I wouldn't compromise When we was kids we used to pray before we'd write I really miss the balance of childish and childlike All we ever wanted was to let the Spirit lead At the end of our performance we would end up on our knees Singing first things first, like we knew who had supremacy More than just some chemistry and far from all this timid speech More like that old Winans harmony Jesus in our lungs so we can worship at the Carnegie We can worship like we saw the Lamb before us All time would stop and we just caught up in the chorus With the angels and the witnesses that whisper from the clouds I scribble down the scriptures turn the Scriptures into sounds Turn these pictures into words, the depictions into nouns A strip search of my motives, broken cisterns hit the ground This ain't nostalgia what you hearing is progression The kind wields the weapon, it's the spear or it's the scepter We ain't never left him, we holding up the lighters It's not just Leonidas it's the pen of ready writers I can hear the questions, they think we losing focus "Hey what's that instrumental?" "Yo what's that School of Roses?" We'll never be afraid, we solicit all your prayers Cause you ain't seen the half, just promise you ain't scared