My flesh and my spirit are still at war.
Will there ever come a day when it will be no more?
Will my flesh constantly knock at my spiritual door?
I must be strong until I reach my heavenly home.
My feet are planted on holy ground.
My flesh is angry because Christ abounds.
I have no plans on going back.
This is a state of emergency, I'm under attack.
I have to keep my head straight.
I'm tryin to walk through those pearly gates.
Until I reach my heavenly home,
I guess my flesh will attempt to roam.
In life there are many stages,
I guess that's why the battle is still raging.
