Somehow it seeps in from everywhere,
Somehow we act like we have no idea how it got there,
Sitting right in front of us,
So large and noticeable,
Where did it come from?
Why didn�t we see?
It takes more effort to move then some of us have,
So we just sit there and list all the reasons we don�t have to do it today,
It�s not like it�s so bad,
Soon we�ve got ourselves convinced it never should leave at all,
Who says it�s that bad?
Show me!
Prove it!
Ok I�ll prove it,
When you�re on the floor crying I�ll prove it with your tears,
I�ll prove it with the loneliness you feel,
That you should of moved that thing long ago,
Back when you could still lift it,
Moved it right out of your life and kept on going,
But it�s not to late,
You can always turn back,
I�ll pull you in,
Cause you should know,
That sin kills,
Cause God always wins.