Give me some goddamn grace Enough to see this through When I think of you It's just all black and blue Filled with rage Vision's askew I want to see past this I want to be past you In this resurrection I want to be anew The past is just filled death Just like it, so are you Filled with rage Vision's askew I want to be past this I want to be past you Give me praying hands and not clenched fists I'm choosing clarity, not bitterness Let me genuflect and take in my own faults Rise up with purpose, you won't see me fall Head held up high, confidence built up Giving me the challenge to take back what is mine Give me some goddamn fucking grace