Tailored

Hook:
You are, formed by the same hands who made the stars. Fashioned by the Creator,
perfectly designed and tailored. You are tailor made
She size up her chest then she look at her behind, she feel she look a mess and
its messing with her mind. It’s making her depressed thinking bout it all the
time, cause she feels like she’s a four and she wanna be a dime, dang.
Made n God’s image it’s a crying, shame, that she don’t see the devil playing
mind, games. And envy is a mountain that’s impossible to climb, she do so what
she feeling all the time?, pain. And she just wanna erase that, it’s like a
prison and she just wanna escape that. But God has given her sumthn He’ll never
take back, shaped for His glory with perfect beauty you’re in Him and denim
ain’t how u rate that. Listen, your value is to be embrace, a meek and gentle
spirit is the beauty u should chase. God is satisfied with the vessel that He
shaped, He care less about your size and the make up on ya face
Hook:
You are, formed by the same hands who made the stars. Fashioned by the Creator,
perfectly designed and tailored. You are tailor made
I hope u hear me this is true stuff, it’s no lie, i swear it ain’t.
But u were Taylor made like a tutux, I’m talking customized like a new truck.
With a fresh paint job and sum chrome wheels, plush insides and the motor all
juiced up. And yea u cost Him more than a few bucks, when His Son hung like a
noose from the klu klux. So y u live with all this pressure, so thirsty 4
validation don’t even kno u special. U feel like u r lesser, like pennies on ya
dresser, but before u was a baby u were made 2 b His vessel. Rare and unique
image bearer of peace, and God decided 2 dwell n u like His personal man cave.
He made many men but only 1 u so u truly give meaning 2 being hand made
Hook:
You are, formed by the same hands who made the stars. Fashioned by the Creator,
perfectly designed and tailored. You are tailor made