God and the Devil
I’m going to places I never would have gone before
I’m doing things I never would have done before
I’m not who I was
I feel my idealistic morals trying to slip
I don’t want to give in
God, what do I do?
I’m tired of falling further from you
I want to look my future bride in the eyes
and say “You are my first”
but this path she has led me to
and I for some reason
have willingly taken
is leaving my mind slowly breaking
as God and the Devil
my morals and my flesh
my beliefs and my world
are all clashing with one another
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