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Under The Table
Christian & Gospel
Under The Table was released on October 31, 2025 by The Kingdom Fitness as a part of the album GLORIFIED
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Release DateOctober 31, 2025
LabelThe Kingdom Fitness
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM90

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
FEEKS
FEEKS
Drum Machine
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
FEEKS
FEEKS
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
FEEKS
FEEKS
Producer

Lyrics

I tuck what's ugly under oaken hush no co sign no label
Slipped sins like chips in the grain under the table
Im able to hide til Abel rings Cains bell in the fable
Blood cries from the floorboards truth threads through the cable
I sand down edges image managed damage stable
Napkins over stains but the cup still dirty same table
Fig leaf tailoring tailor made alibis cradle
Hearts ledger in red ink bleeds under every staple
I whisper in a whisper proof room yet Heaven is wired
X ray of my excuses marrow deep thoughts tired
Whitewash on the tomb marble shine rot required
Im hiding from the Light like eyes sore pupils dilated light fired
He reads my motives motives the footnotes under foot
I buried the shovel that buried the root
Under the table where I think the lamps cant label me
But the Light turns tables truth unfables me
I was under the table now Im under the Able King
Hands on the wood of the Cross He covers everything
Under the table no He pulls me into view
Breaks bread breaks chains sets the table new
I hid my habits in habit holes soul in escrow
Swept crumbs in the cut hush money in the fresco
But secrets mildew time tills what we dont hoe
The mold spells my name in the margins there I go
I staged repentance like theater props in a prayer
But God judges the edits not just the air
My private browser is public to Omniscience
Incognitos a coat thats sheer to His omnipresence
Conscience cons signs with science law on the tablets
Stone letters still speak under my cabinets
I thought under the T able T like a Cross beam
Hid under that letter without dying to Cross things
He doesnt expose to dispose He reveals to heal
The scalpel of mercy is steel that seals
Under the table where I think the lamps cant label me
But the Light turns tables truth unfables me
I was under the table now Im under the Able King
Hands on the wood of the Cross He covers everything
Under the table no He pulls me into view
Breaks bread breaks chains sets the table new
When I confess the mess turns message stress turns lettuce
Green pastures at a table He sets in the presence
Of enemies and memories shame loses leverage
Mercy plates the meal Truth pours the beverage
I flip my pockets inside out lint and lies fall
He writes Paid across the balance on my hearts wall
Grace is not hush funds for habits its power to sever it
Light in the attic cord cut no longer tethered with it
I trade my under the table for sit at His table
Cup runneth over head anointed stable
He turns my turnstile of secrets to open confession
And judges the thoughts then grants a pardons impression
No backroom bribes only broken and contrite
I eat the Bread of Presence step into the Light
No more corners no more cupboards
No more hush tones hovering under floorboards
Name it He nails it then lifts it off my shoulders
Light doesnt shame me it shows me Jehovah
Im not under the table Im under His favor
Truth at the table love in the flavor
Under the table was the myth I made my cradle in
But the Light turned tables raised me from the fatal in
Now Im under the Able faithful not fabled in
From cover ups to covenant seated enabled in
Under the table no He pulled me into view
Broke bread broke chains set the table new
Written by: FEEKS
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