CHURCH Songtext
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CHURCH Songtext
Always tried to speak up for myself
Loudest in the classroom
But youth felt like an essay paper, an echo chamber
Other people choose
Over time, an avalanche
Snowed on every olive branch I grew
Learned to play their selfish ways
Hoped to find new solace in their rules
Anger grew like lichen
Trust me, girl, I′ve tried to fight and break it
Tried to take their building down
But structurally, there ain't no way to change it
I′m a church with no steeple
I'm a compass with no point
Too much for you to handle
I'm too loud with my voice
They said, "When you′re older, the power will shift"
But I′m 20-something, in my prime years
I still don't see it
But I′m 20-something, in my prime years
Still don't feel it
I′ve learned pride is just a thing that holds you back
It's just easier to shrink
Fit the box before you have to pack
Don′t forget what they thin
No one's gonna salt the roads
I'm skating in between the cars to safety
Tried to do what Joni said
My future daughters′ in my head, I′m breaking
I'm a church with no steeple
I′m a compass with no point
Too much for you to handle
I'm too loud with my voice
They said, "When you′re older, the power will shift"
But I'm 20-something, in my prime years
Still don′t see it
But I'm 20-something, in my prime years
I still don't feel it
Loudest in the classroom
But youth felt like an essay paper, an echo chamber
Other people choose
Over time, an avalanche
Snowed on every olive branch I grew
Learned to play their selfish ways
Hoped to find new solace in their rules
Anger grew like lichen
Trust me, girl, I′ve tried to fight and break it
Tried to take their building down
But structurally, there ain't no way to change it
I′m a church with no steeple
I'm a compass with no point
Too much for you to handle
I'm too loud with my voice
They said, "When you′re older, the power will shift"
But I′m 20-something, in my prime years
I still don't see it
But I′m 20-something, in my prime years
Still don't feel it
I′ve learned pride is just a thing that holds you back
It's just easier to shrink
Fit the box before you have to pack
Don′t forget what they thin
No one's gonna salt the roads
I'm skating in between the cars to safety
Tried to do what Joni said
My future daughters′ in my head, I′m breaking
I'm a church with no steeple
I′m a compass with no point
Too much for you to handle
I'm too loud with my voice
They said, "When you′re older, the power will shift"
But I'm 20-something, in my prime years
Still don′t see it
But I'm 20-something, in my prime years
I still don't feel it
Writer(s): Teodor Erik Zeron Runsioe, Frans Linus Wilhelm Stoehr Thorell, Holly Lapsley Fletcher, Gregory Mark Abrahams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

