The battle

I thought i found Jesus where do I begin,

I always try so hard but the devil well he steps in

I want to enjoy life ...to see what is best,

But the devil talks to me ..and won't let my head rest

It's complicated all these years and all that I've been through, ...but I never new the devil would creep in on the day that I met you

God wants me to do good,.. the devil wants me to do great,...he wants me to do great in all the things that you hate..

It's always a constant battle and there's always that great fear,... will I do good or not be hear next year

I feel like the devil is winning, you can see it in my eyes.... but im the one crying looking for god up in those skys

They both seem to grasp me and pull me in there zone..

It's hard in the battle when im fighting all alone.