i embedded my home into another one s ambitions the battle of mind and heart a terrible mix up we foolishly tricked ourselves into believing that there was some sort of in dignity in giving up selfishness was not hesitant to plant that white cross six feet above a casket housing the idea of love housing the idea of our love the devil is in the details the devil is in the rocks as i stumble in my bare feet through this life losing blood from the cuts as deep as my lies go so does my pain i watch my integrity give a bow and then circle around the drain wishing i could take back all the times that i regret its funny how regret is something that we can never ever forget bleeding out pores wishing life was like before foolishly falling for the lie that life was simpler when we were poor what you did for me you did for the least of these what you did for me you did for the least of these lord i hear your words and i want to speak but speaking s doing nothing love was a shelter for the cold and warmth for the least i was the least of these and my selfishness was a thief my selfishness was a thief even in laughter my heart may ache and joy may end in sorrow joy may end in sorrow this suffering heart needs a home this body holds no substance for me you gave a beautiful life to me but my selfishness is a terrible thing my selfishness stole your love from me