Back to Me | Finding the Identity Trauma Buried — Christian Metal

Back to Me by FrequentSuspicion. Album: The Restoration · Track 3 of 12. I recover who I was meant to be. Recovery means returning beneath trauma, shame, and other people’s expectations to the person God intended before survival became a substitute for identity. Recorded in Bermuda Dunes, California. Published from Dominguez Park, Indio, California. Tell us what this song brings to mind in the comments, subscribe for the next chapter, and continue the testimony on Stronger by Grace. Song page: https://strongerbygrace.com/song/back... Published lyrics: You called it love, but it felt like war, tiptoes shaking on a hardwood floor. Every truth I told got turned around, till I learned to doubt my own heart's sound. You wore my wounds like they were yours, played the saint behind closed doors. I kept watch while the whole room burned, prayed for peace that never returned. I lost my voice. I lost my way. I lost myself Inside the pain. But underneath The ash and grief, There was still a heart That wanted to breathe. I'm coming back to me, back to the light. Out of the smoke, out of the fight. You took my voice, but not my name. You bent the truth, but not my flame. I was lost in the wreckage you made me believe, But I'm coming back, I'm coming back to me. Sixteen years in a house of glass, every crack became my past. I carried the weight, I carried the blame, while you kept changing the rules of the game. I kept fighting for something already gone, kept holding on when I should have moved on. But Thursday came like a holy door, keys in my hand, feet on the floor. I left the ashes, I left the lie, and found my soul underneath the sky. There's no waste at the altar. No tear God didn't see. What you buried in silence Is rising up in me. I'm not stone. I'm not broken. I'm not yours to define. I'm learning how to love myself With the love that was always mine. I'm coming back to me, back to the light. Out of the dark, out of the night. You took my peace, but not my name. You fed the fear, but not my flame. I was lost in the wreckage, but now I can breathe. I'm coming back, I'm coming back to me. Yeah, I'm coming back. I'm coming back to me. I thought I was gone, I thought I was lost, I thought the fire had taken the cost. But grace found the pieces, mercy rebuilt, and God brought me back from the weight of the guilt. I was lost in the wreckage, but now I can breathe. I'm coming back, I'm coming back to me. Lyrics written by Greg Granger. © Greg Granger. All rights reserved. #FrequentSuspicion #DominguezPark #ChristianMetalcore #FaithAndHealing Full-song format: 16:9 wide.