Listening and constructing the thoughts for a reply
Allegations and accusations for me to deny
A silent killer, a shape of cancer lives inside
Through raised voices, the wrong choices undermine my life

Would that victory be won of love or one that I have lost?
Would I see the pain that I caused you would not be worth the cost?

Opposition through loud opinions to drown you out
A clashing cymbal, a disassembled argument to fully tear you down
Clanging gongs in your broken song, not seeking to help, only to respond

Would that victory be won of love or one that I have lost?
Would I see the pain that I caused you would not be worth the cost?

When the door creaks open, the weeds feel free to roam
To stifle out the weak and make this soil home
Now there's sin in my skin, bones made from all the stones
But the vanity in my veins casts a shadow
Left unknown to myself, widely known to the rest
Arguments against wrong put the truth in duress
If success is my gain, but it puts us at odds
If a fragment of blame is found in my response
Then the door's kicked open, the weeds now overrun
And the shadow I cast full eclipse of the sun
Now alone with my need to repent, I think
"Love, it cannot be this arrogant"