sometimes i get overtaken
gripped tight with darkness
a blackness surrounds my heart
my mind cannot maintain its thoughts
words spoken to me as if underwater
and life itself moves in slow motion
a bitter thought
a sour taste
a burning in my eyes
i try to shake it
make the depressive dismissive
get offa my back
dwell on my blessings
but when it takes hold
it’s grip is vice
it’s determination is mighty
it’s strength condusive to that of evil
it’s a darkness from the other side
it is my sins
sins I have committed in my life
now settled in my soul
i concentrate and I try to shake it
sometimes i hear the devil laughing
I have done his job so well for so long
he slaps me on the back and calls me his “girl”
my bible always turns to matthew
i fight this thing
i see it for what it is
i separate myself from it
try to live right
but every now and again I slip
and the devil says, here’s my girl
come sit!
i see his smile, hear his deep laughter
why is the devil so much fun?
i wonder as i do again what i know that i should not
sigh, once a good girl’s gone bad…
but then i have to stop
whenever i walk that road someone important gets let down
i’ve missed an important date
broken a promise
still have to look in the mirror and now the devil is gone
but there is more distance between me and you
i just have to pick up the pieces
oh this living right **** is tough!
but I’m tired of being overtaken by darkness
this time I’ll stay longer in the light
gripped tight with darkness
a blackness surrounds my heart
my mind cannot maintain its thoughts
words spoken to me as if underwater
and life itself moves in slow motion
a bitter thought
a sour taste
a burning in my eyes
i try to shake it
make the depressive dismissive
get offa my back
dwell on my blessings
but when it takes hold
it’s grip is vice
it’s determination is mighty
it’s strength condusive to that of evil
it’s a darkness from the other side
it is my sins
sins I have committed in my life
now settled in my soul
i concentrate and I try to shake it
sometimes i hear the devil laughing
I have done his job so well for so long
he slaps me on the back and calls me his “girl”
my bible always turns to matthew
i fight this thing
i see it for what it is
i separate myself from it
try to live right
but every now and again I slip
and the devil says, here’s my girl
come sit!
i see his smile, hear his deep laughter
why is the devil so much fun?
i wonder as i do again what i know that i should not
sigh, once a good girl’s gone bad…
but then i have to stop
whenever i walk that road someone important gets let down
i’ve missed an important date
broken a promise
still have to look in the mirror and now the devil is gone
but there is more distance between me and you
i just have to pick up the pieces
oh this living right **** is tough!
but I’m tired of being overtaken by darkness
this time I’ll stay longer in the light