On the precipice of nothing new
Fell into question all I held as truth
It seems there's holes in all my fairy tales
Despite my passion to preach them well

A yell hushed after many long worn years
Not a failure to launch, but to persevere
Being one so close to write upon my arm
A testament I've since torn apart

All these rings around my wrists
How they scream who I am in this

I'm not sanctified and I'm not free
There's no love that's come to rescue me
Bend my heart and even break my knees
But it's these chains that are defining me

Sin is all I've been able to wield
It's been my sword and even been my shield
And death O' death is my only home
A grave so familiar I could call it my own

'Cause a loving grace could only go so far
As to show my wounds and reveal my scars
A medicine I've taken to get well
But the aftertaste is that of my own hell
I'm not sanctified and I'm not free
There's no love that's come to rescue me
Bend my heart and even break my knees
But it's these chains that are defining me

I met Jesus, yeah he came to me
And he said "Son, do you want to believe?"
I cried "Oh help me from the grave I'm in
And teach me life and who I really am."

Teach me life and who I really am
Who I am
Who I am
Oh God, who I am
Who I am
Who I am
Oh who I am
Who I am
Who I am

Well I'm not sanctified and I'm not free
There's no love that's come to rescue me
Bend my heart and even break my knees
But it's these chains that are defining me

Well I'm not sanctified and I'm not free
There's no love that's come to rescue me
Bend my heart and even break my knees
But it's these chains that are defining me
Yeah it's these chains that are defining me