Hello to the morning—locked in, I’m ready to stay, Roots deep in the concrete, no more runnin' away. Hit the marrow for the marrow, rebuildin' brick by brick, Shattered trust risin' solid—no cracks, and no tricks. I’m in victory mode, the proof that a soul can survive, Liftin' spirits for the family who’s glad I’m alive. 1 John 1:7 drops the fire, keep the fellowship bright, Mercy’s ocean is rising to drown the ghosts of the night. No more shadow games, I’m the pillar my son needs to see, The "burden era" is buried, I’m setting the history free. Addiction chains snapped, the truth is the ultimate high, Healin' the heart of my brother—look him straight in the eye. You’re the Great Physician, God, putting new starts on lock, Mendin' the "permanent" wounds ‘til the scars turn to rock. I won’t scour this life, I won’t erase what was ripped, I’m stayin' to finish the Masterpiece—watch me flip the script.