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This Pain We Feel
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Sep 17, 2026 updated
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Song Meaning
Hulvey turns a personal reckoning into a prayer on "This Pain We Feel," naming his own Brunswick, Georgia upbringing and the racial violence he witnessed from the inside. He admits he once sat in church pews nursing anger at the church itself, then pivots to the streets around him: rebel flags on pickup tailgates, the fear that keeps some neighbors from leaving home, the grief of a community waiting on morning. The song's central move is a question turned into petition — maybe the pain we carry is pain God can heal — repeated like a breath rather than a resolution. He refuses to let the moment stay performative, insisting this is more than a verse and chorus, and closes with a spoken prayer for Ahmaud Arbery's family and for Brunswick itself, asking for the kind of love that treats a neighbor as oneself. There's no tidy ending here, just a request for the Holy Spirit to stay present while the mourning continues.
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I ain't gonna lie
All my life I saw other things nobody saw on this side
Young white kid up in Brunswick High
I'm just tryna shine this light
It's sad people that look like me shoot a black man on sight
And then justify it as right
I'm reevaluating my life, a lot whole of things I'm feelin'
A whole lot of pain we feelin', uh
Rebel flags on the back of trucks while they listen to Kodak, uh
Urban culture gettin' whitewashed in a week, bet you ain't know that
So many folks all around the world just askin' where the hope at
Yeah, yeah, I used to sit in the church pews, listen to church views
I was mad at the church, too, it's crazy what words do, huh
Maybe all this pain that we feel
Is pain You can heal
No-no, no-no, yeah
Maybe all this pain that we feel
Is pain You can heal
Real talk, we gotta choice
We gotta voice
We gotta hop out the crib, speak truth in the midst of the noise, uh
Real world full of real pain
Everybody want peace, uh, Christ really got the real thing
Some folks feel all alone, tryna find the beauty in the rain
Some folks can't walk out the home, they fear they gon' get shot down again
It's scary, we mourning right now
I know everybody waiting on the morning right now
A lot of powerful words I hope we not performing right now
This is way more than a verse and chorus right now
God be with Ahmaud's family and friends
Let my heart speak with this paper and pen
Maybe all this pain that we feel
Is pain You can heal
Holy Spirit be with us
Maybe all this pain that we feel
Is pain You can heal
Oh-oh, oh-oh
God, I just pray for Ahmaud's family, friends, for the community of Brunswick, and the country of the United States. I pray we would just trust you right now and seek after you and learn how to love like you and learn how to love our neighbors and treat them as we would treat ourselves. In Jesus' name, amen