Verse 1: Feeling shame for something I never chose, but in the end, I always lose. Questioning why always left me confused because the guilt turns into abuse. Facing myself is the hardest lesson I’ve ever known. Chorus: Temptation wins, fighting to stop, but I always sin. What feels right is something that sits heavy on my chest. Letting everyone down because I can’t confess. I thought I knew myself, but I’m just lost like the rest. Battling these wounds that harden like crest, Tearing me apart, I feel it in my flesh. Verse 2: Shame is digging me deeper into depression. Talking to God, exposing my confessions. Thankful for every day; this is my blessing. Can’t change what I feel, but I’m living daily with my lessons. Truth be told, the demon with me is wrestling. If He gave me you, I would have accepted it. Maybe that’s why I bury it where I slept. Bridge: I prefer you block me out. Maybe the words won’t leave my mouth. Maybe the feelings will go down, And I’ll just tolerate the drown. The sirens in my head are loud, But it’s best to walk away before you find out. Or maybe you know somehow. Either way, I’ll take a bow. Chorus: Temptation wins, fighting to stop, but I always sin. What feels right is something that sits heavy on my chest. Letting everyone down because I can’t confess. I thought I knew myself, but I’m just lost like the rest. Battling these wounds that harden like crest, Tearing me apart, I feel it in my flesh.
