Original Lyrics by One's Own Life/Vanta I thought I was healing.... But I was just learning. how to live... inside the pain. I carried every scar like scripture Written deep beneath my skin Every night I called it healing But the truth was buried in Every memory I protected Every wound I let remain Was a monument I built To the comfort of the pain I thought surviving made me stronger But maybe I was just afraid To let it go I worshipped the wound Like it gave my life a name Every scar I kept defending Every echo of the pain I worshipped the wound Like it made me who I am But the truth I’m finally seeing Is I don’t have to bleed again I held the hurt like it was sacred Like it proved that I was real Every time the world went quiet It was the only thing I’d feel I told myself that pain was purpose That the damage made me strong But maybe I just feared a life Where the hurt was finally gone I built my identity Around the things that broke me I worshipped the wound Like it held my soul in place Every piece of broken history Every shadow I embraced I worshipped the wound Like it gave my heart a home But the truth is I was kneeling At a throne of broken bones Pain can feel like purpose. But it isn’t the same thing. I worshipped the wound But I’m finally letting go Every scar that once defined me Doesn’t own me anymore I worshipped the wound But I’m standing up tonight And the man I thought was broken Is finally learning how to fight The wound was never holy. It was just a place I stayed too long.
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