Stigmata - Intellectual

[Intro]

And I know what You see in me

You see the truth, You see the me in me

You see enough to believe in me

You see Your Son but is He in me

Oh-whoa

[Verse 1]

As I travel on this road in life

But the road ain't light

With the slang was engrained is with enslaved language

And the streets are paved with the pain of slaveships

Still I submit to it

Fall and slip through it

How can I navigate and fit through it

I see Heaven at the end, I'm trying to get to it

Scared to get lost and I admit in to it

So I stick to it

This routine, me and my constituents

Got it down pack so we can live through it

With no love, no heart, not a glimpse of it

Rules covet the religion, hold it intimate

Thinking we live life but we hinder it

It's ironic the way we cling to it

Hold the Fountain of Youth but we never sip from it

Lifestyles of the young and the ignorant

Insolent (insolent)

(Why do we think we're so high)

Inconsiderate

(We're sitting on Jesus' shoulders the whole time)

Neither me, myself or I

(Can't help the)

Fact I won't survive

(It's been held back)

By the Hand of God

(Where He sits at)

Throne is made alive, Throne was gave for my

King to hang and die, things we claim and buy

People say that I, lost my brain but I've

Found my heart in God, grab my cross and I

Hang myself to my, flesh to stay alive

Blood to stain my eyes, crimson tide

Fabric held by the stitches tied

By the Word of the God

With His hands reaching side to side

[Hook]

Eyes on the King, but I'm feelin' so low

I'm with the King, feelin' like I'm riding solo

Fire rain on my head warm my cold soul

Crucify the flesh, I love You to death

Stigmata

Would die for my King feeling like I won't go

Fly on His wings feel like I can't float

Fire rain on my head warm my cold soul

Crucify the flesh, He loves you to death

Stigmata

[Bridge]

Stigmata

Stigmata-mata

[Hook]

Eyes on the King, but I'm feelin' so low

I'm with the King, feel like I'm riding solo

Fire rain on my head warm my cold soul

Crucify the flesh, I love you to death

Stigmata

Would die for my King feeling like I won't go

Fly on His wings feel like I can't float

Fire rain on my head warm my cold soul

Crucify the flesh, He loves you to death

Stigmata

[Verse 2]

Lord I can see the scars in my hand

Reminder that I'm only a man

Yeah

Lord I can see the scars on Your hand

Reminder that the pain is a part of the plan

I'm crying oh no

I can barely fight it in my own soul

At times I want to climb into my old robes

Embrace the evil ways that I've been known for

That You atoned for

[Outro]

And I know what You see in me

You see the truth, You see the me in me

You see enough to believe in me

You see Your Son but Is He in me

Is He in me (oh-whoa)