[Intro — Spoken]
Yeah…
Addiction didn't take everything from me all at once.
It collected pieces—
my peace, my people, my purpose…
until I looked in the mirror
and couldn't recognize who was looking back.
But recovery?
Recovery didn't just keep me alive…
It gave me my name back.
[Verse 1]
Addiction was a thief with a key to my door,
Took a little every night, then came back for more.
First it stole my peace, then it poisoned my trust,
Turned the people that I loved into strangers to touch.
Had me lying to myself just to live with the shame,
Every bridge that I burned had somebody's name.
I was breathing, but inside I was already gone,
Putting chains on my soul while I swore I was strong.
Missed calls from my family—I avoided the truth,
Every promise that I broke took a piece of my youth.
Had a mirror in the room, couldn't look in its eyes,
Because the face looking back knew the reasons I lied.
I kept saying, "One more," like tomorrow was owed,
While the weight of my choices kept collapsing the road.
I didn't lose myself once—it was piece after piece,
Till the only thing I wanted was a moment of peace.
[Pre-Chorus]
I was locked in a prison with no visible bars,
Trying to bury my pain, but I buried my heart.
Then a voice through the darkness said, "You're not finished yet."
That was the first clean breath that I'll never forget.
[Chorus]
Recovery gave me my name back,
Gave me the courage to face facts.
Gave me my family, faith, and future,
Put my broken heart back where the truth was.
It gave me mornings I don't have to fear,
Gave me a reason to still be here.
Addiction took everything I had—
But recovery gave me my life back.
Choir response:
My life back!
My hope back!
My faith back!
Recovery gave me my name back!
[Verse 2]
Recovery ain't easy—it's war every day,
It's telling your demons they don't get their way.
It's sitting with the hurt you were running away from,
And admitting you need help when the hard days come.
It's a sponsor on the phone when your thinking gets loud,
It's walking through the doors when you're scared of the crowd.
It's saying, "I'm not okay," without wearing a mask,
And learning there is strength in the courage to ask.
It's apologizing knowing they may not forgive,
Then respecting their decision while you learn how to live.
It's rebuilding your character one choice at a time,
Learning guilt is a teacher—not a permanent crime.
It's returning what you took, keeping promises made,
Putting truth in the places where deception once stayed.
It's not getting back the life that existed before—
It's becoming someone stronger than you ever were.
[Pre-Chorus]
I found people who could see through the scars on my skin,
They didn't ask where I'd been—they said, "Come on in."
They reminded me my story wasn't over with yet,
Now I carry their love with each sober step.
[Chorus]
Recovery gave me my name back,
Gave me the courage to face facts.
Gave me my family, faith, and future,
Put my broken heart back where the truth was.
It gave me mornings I don't have to fear,
Gave me a reason to still be here.
Addiction took everything I had—
But recovery gave me my life back.
Choir response:
My life back!
My hope back!
My faith back!
Recovery gave me my name back!
[Bridge]
Recovery gave me trust again.
It gave me real friends.
It gave me peace when the night got quiet
and I had nowhere left to pretend.
It gave my mother her child back.
Gave my children someone they could believe.
Gave me the chance to become the person
God always knew that I could be.
It gave me tears I don't have to hide,
A purpose greater than my pride.
And if you're barely holding on tonight—
Please hold on…
Your story is still alive.
[Verse 3]
Now I wake up with a purpose, not a hunger for escape,
I can stand inside the truth without avoiding my face.
Got my laughter back, my passion back, my word became strong,
And the people who believed in me were right all along.
Recovery gave me choices—I don't live on a chain,
It gave meaning to the scars and a mission to the pain.
Now the wounds that almost killed me help another one heal,
Because hope becomes contagious when the testimony's real.
It gave me accountability, dignity, grace,
Put responsibility and honor back into their place.
Gave me brothers, gave me sisters who'll remember my worth
When the voice inside my head says I don't belong on this earth.
I'm not cured—I'm committed, putting work in today,
Because freedom is a gift that I can't throw away.
Addiction wrote my ending, but the ending was wrong—
Recovery gave me breath, now I'm giving it a song.
So if you're sitting in the darkness thinking nobody knows,
We've been standing where you're standing—we can show you the road.
You don't have to see forever, take a step where you're at—
Let recovery give you everything addiction took back.
[Chorus — Final]
Recovery gave me my name back,
Gave me the courage to face facts.
Gave me my family, faith, and future,
Put my broken heart back where the truth was.
It gave me mornings I don't have to fear,
Gave me a reason to still be here.
Addiction took everything I had—
But recovery gave me my life back!
Choir:
My peace back!
My dreams back!
My family!
My dignity!
My voice back!
My choice back!
My faith back!
Recovery gave me my name back!
[Outro — Spoken]
Recovery doesn't promise to return everything exactly as it was.
It gives us something greater:
The strength to accept what we cannot change,
the courage to rebuild what we can,
and the opportunity to become someone
we never thought we could be.
My name is ________.
I am in recovery.
And I am living proof
that it works.
