You're in my head and telling me
that I am not enough
You tell me that I'm ugly
and that I just don't have the stuff

I'm afraid to start a business
because I know that I will fail
all my fears come crushing
my dreams are coming stale

I'm not smart and i'm not good
nobody wants to be with me
I'm all alone forever
because of my past history

My brain it doesn't work right
it just spins out of control
I never finish anything
and that is your dark goal

I cry in bed and curl right up
and think that I can't move
I never want to go outside
and I don't believe in love

But then there is a whisper
telling me to raise my head
He speaks and I want to listen
He raises me from the dead

He gives me tools and insight
and shows me magic things
and now I can see clearly
with the confidence of kings

I don this mighty armor
and nothing works to pierce
for I'm a warrior of God
and now I'm something fierce

so the devil best start running
because I know he's done
I fight a winning battle
for God's already won.