The devil on my shoulder tells me he's proud of me
That it takes a real man to look out for himself and no one else
I don't want to believe that
But sometimes it's easier to just stay silent
I wish i knew how to speak out
I've never had a problem with words
But only when talking to someone else
There's a war inside me that's all my own
And i need to talk like a king to keep myself afloat
But how much longer until everyone knows?
There's a war inside me that's all my own
I should have started to take my own advice
From the moment that i started giving it
But i can only control what happens from here
And if none of this had happened
Then i couldn't of heard...
The angel on my shoulder tells me he's proud of me
That it takes a real man to live for everyone before himself
I know i believe it
And it'll never get easier
But it will always be worth it
There's a war inside me that's all my own
I'm still learning to speak out against myself
And stay on the path i truly want to be on
Though I've lost my way more times than i have wished
My heart is constant and willing
I still believe that we were made for more
Than what I've been doing lately
This end of depression will be the start of getting back what i have lost
Because i had become conceited
But I'm making it back to where i last left off
And so I've shown you my heart
Will you restore me?