“Picture Busted, Spirit Trusted”

Verse 1
He woke up one morning, wallet in his hand,
Saw his face in plastic, didn’t understand.
A name in capital letters, a license to deceive,
He’d been living as a shadow, what did he believe?

Pre-Chorus
That shiny card of freedom was a chain in disguise,
A bust and a headshot staring back through his eyes.

Chorus
He said, “I’m picture busted, mug-shotted in sin,
Carrying the proof of the mask I’ve been in.
They called it a license, but it’s fraud in my hand,
I was beheaded for treason to God’s holy land.”

Verse 2
The mirror started crying, the truth cut deep,
He’d signed his soul for mammon while his faith was asleep.
The law of the state had carved his disguise,
But the Spirit of Truth began to arise.

Pre-Chorus
The crown of this world couldn’t pardon his name,
For he’d worn the mask of Caesar and bowed to its shame.

Chorus
He cried, “I’m picture busted, mug-shotted in sin,
Carrying the proof of the mask I’ve been in.
They called it a license, but it’s fraud in my hand,
I was beheaded for treason to God’s holy land.”

Bridge
Now the license lies broken, the idol undone,
He stands unnumbered beneath the Son.
No more photo-idolatry, no counterfeit brand,
He’s a free man walking in the Father’s plan.

Final Chorus
Picture busted, but my spirit’s trusted,
The head they took, but my soul’s adjusted.
No more fraud, no more name of clay,
I’m alive in Christ — the Truth, the Way.

Outro
He tore up the license, left the corpse of disguise,
And lifted his heart to eternal skies.
Busted and beheaded, yet finally free —
He lost the world’s image, gained eternity.