WOUNDED HEALER - Intellectual

[Hook]

Why'd I think you could heal my pain?

I'm enchained in my ways

I guess I thought I would forget about what's haunting

But I'm just left to remember another body

I guess I really just forgot it's never gone

Now, I'm still left with my pride after the fall

Fall into my arms, rip my heart out

Grip it hard, I'll press no charge

Come leave a mark next to my scars

I can't forget 'bout the best part (You feel me?)

I would've got to get the attention I keep on gettin'

And that's with our without the money from my gift, like it's my present

It's my presence, like my aura to my inner that I'm lettin' out

Why do they keep on trapping me in them legs that they spreadin' out?

Why do I say I learn just to have all them lessons turn back?

I gotta get the message and not only say, "I heard that"

Words that I don't understand until I feel it hurt

Still a person, or Angel-King, in better words

In better words, from the wounded healer

With or without the church, I stand with my forgiver

And you stand with me, for better or for worse