Propaganda - Crimson Cord lyrics

(Hook) The pain that guides us, the strings that tie us The coincidence that proves to us God's existence Joy we misplaced, beautiful mistakes The scarlet thread, the crimson cord Wear your scars out loud That's the fingerprints of the Lord A crimson cord, baby, a crimson cord A timeline, a scarlet thread A crimson cord, baby, a crimson cord Let me celebrate your crimson cord And that's beautiful, a crimson cord No regrets, boy, a crimson cord Evidence of God's love, that's a crimson cord (Verse) sponsored links What it do to a boy's brain to see his father through gla** walls While algebra homework less important than last calls Collect calls come from up state You eventually grow numb, it's a sad state And it's hard to conceive, let alone believe that you're worth it When your little brother's blood is still stained on your Converse And system leave him hanging, they still binge on syringes Filled with self-hate, that's why we fly off the hinges Self-medicate, still struggle at the smell of that fresh kush Even after salvation, it's tough Looking back at wasted life, who never had a chance to begin with Y'all talking about a lamb that's sinless?! (Hook) The pain that guides us, the strings that tie us The coincidence that proves to us God's existence Joy we misplaced, beautiful mistakes The scarlet thread, the crimson cord Wear your scars out loud That's the fingerprints of The Lord A crimson cord, baby, a crimson cord A timeline, a scarlet thread A crimson cord, baby, a crimson cord Let me celebrate your crimson cord And that's beautiful, a crimson cord No regrets, boy, a crimson cord Evidence of God's love, that's a crimson cord (Verse) What it do to a girl's brain to see her father through face time Why, if you call her pretty, you can have her at lunch time American dream has filled her momma with botox And personalized license plates, dinner dates, he went to Jared's Can't conceive or believe that you're worth it When rather than hanging with you, they buy you designer purses And you ain't 'pose to be mad, your dad buys you everything, right? We should all wish to have your life While she self-medicates with packages and purchases Oxycontin morning after pills, no condoms Suburbia good school, healthy church folk parents Hittin' d**h, cover-up, mac product, not enough (Hook x2) The pain that guides us, the strings that tie us The coincidence that proves to us God's existence Joy we misplaced, beautiful mistakes The scarlet thread, the crimson cord Wear your scars out loud That's the fingerprints of The Lord A crimson cord, baby, a crimson cord A timeline, a scarlet thread A crimson cord, baby, a crimson cord Let me celebrate your crimson cord And that's beautiful, a crimson cord No regrets, boy, a crimson cord Evidence of God's love, that's a crimson cord