More Church Than Church Unspoken (Ft. Walker Hayes)

[Intro]
Mm

[Verse 1]
I wish Sunday morning could feel more like Tuesday nights
Twelve steps down to a basement under harsh fluorescent lights
All ages, all races, all walks of life at 6PM
Stumblin' in to keep ourselves from stumbling again

[Pre-Chorus]
Strangers spillin' secrets in a circle without walls
Tryin' to reach for Jesus 'stead of drugs and alcohol

[Chorus]
All sittin' in a grey foldin' chair
Sippin' coffee in a white styrofoam cup
Ain't nobody throwin' stones up in here
Can't judge 'cause we know we all messed up
Ain't no steeple just broken people
Wearin' those shame tags on our shirts
Where the truth is, truth heals, more than the truth hurts
That's more church than church

[Post-Chorus]
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh
(Yo Walker, tell 'em bro)