Peace

exalt yourself
be humbled
humiliate yourself
be exalted

pride is on the rise
this is the start of my demise
i won't make it
i won't get the prize

it's worth my life
i tell myself time to time
i don't make it
i feel a part of me die

i haven't won
i don't feel love
will i make it
i won't give up



i don't hate my sin enough
maybe that's why i can't let go
i don't love God or people enough
that is why i'll never know

i can't shake that feeling
temptation gets the best of me
i want to believe
i need to be relieved

i'm addicted, i can't stop
i want to, but i forget about what's involved
i only see the end and not the struggle
i'm missing a piece of the puzzle