Flesh

Oh I'm so stuck in my flesh Givin' room to the devil in my house Oh I'm so stuck in my flesh Givin' room to the devil in my house Have pity on me I'm just a poor little girl Gettin' tossed around by the waves of the world Little ole' me inside the angry mob Cryin' out that it's somebody else's fault Defending my innocence Because I don't wanna be a fraud I need to eat of your flesh Make room for your presence in my house I need to eat of your flesh Make room for your presence in my house Humble are you in the way that you move So I'll stay still and watch you do what you do Do what you do Do what you do Do what you do in my house Proving your innocence So we can stand before the Father