Good and Evil
Well, Good and Evil were talking one day
About the price that some souls pay
They pay for it with a bag of bones
Can't skip the rock unless you throw the stone
Well, As they talked I suddenly knew
Sometimes, It's a fine line between the two
And that thin line decides our fate
Hard to feel the love through all the hate
It's up to us win or lose
Nobody but us laces up or shoes
And the choices we make are to a design
As we teeter on that thin line
I have finally cast evil to the side
As a righteous soul now shares my hide
For I am finally able to see
The light that burns inside of me
Well, Good and Evil were talking one day
About the price that some souls pay
They pay for it with a bag of bones
Can't skip the rock unless you throw the stone
Copyright © Michael Jordan | Year Posted 2008
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