F.O.I.L

[Hi OBED]
I know you see me
And how do you find beauty in everything?
Money don't last and I can't find my joy in designer things
Still got my past and I pray you find use for these broken wings
Oh, I still pray there's a sound in these broken strings
Yahweh

Yahweh
I'm glad I could reach you
Been searching for answers
Like why you prefer me broken?
I'm dying to know, cause I
Can't give you much
But if you're looking for imperfections

I'll be the first one in line
I'll be the first one in line
I'll be the first one in line
I'll be the first one in line

I pray you hear me
When I'm putting my faith over feelings
Lifting my head as you wipe my shame
Trusting its me that you won't forsake

I hope I earn mine
Know I can't trip at the start line
Because I got you on the help-line
Til it's over

You said I belong here
You said it's all mine
If I seek first the kingdom
You'll add the rest in time, oh
Yahweh

Yahweh
I'm glad I could reach you
Been searching for answers
Like why you prefer me broken?
I'm dying to know, cause I
Can't give you much
But if you're looking for imperfections

I'll be the first one in line
I'll be the first one in line
I'll be the first one in line
I'll be the first one in line
First one