Mr. Carmack - Living in the Darkness lyrics

In the whole world it's only two kinda people The first is good and the other is evil They say good to to heaven and the bad go to hell But who drew the line and how can you tell? Where the good ends and the bad begins Is it like sunset when the sun descends And the moon rises as the sky darkens It's hearkens my heart I hear it callin' Shh Review the 7 deadly sins I recalled a couple times I committed all of them Well not murdered but I k**ed a friendship Adultery with his woman so we never spoke again Growing up I felt so filthy Kept alotta secrets, felt so guilty Sit in the church pews to ask for forgiveness With a high probability to repeat offenses So many I've lost count Embarra**ing don't call me out When the saints go marching in Will I take a detour route Sometimes I don't know if If I meet requirements A high enough percentage of Of goodness vs my evilness On a scale from 1-10 tell me where you fall between If you say a perfect 5 that I do not believe Everyone's at least a little more than the other Some people boldly, some undercover People in all different walks of life Struggle with wrong vs right But my question that seems to linger Can any of us point the finger? Are any of us better than the other Or do we all have a that hidden something? You don't want anyone to know your like So you shield it from the light In hopes that we don't suspect That you too are not perfect I can't keep livin' in the darkness My dad said 'word to the wise Nothing good ever happens in the nighttime' Would you tell that to a owl or a bat flying As the moon shines Habitat denied? But he has a good point cuz the freaks come out And stay out past the witching hour To devour your sobriety To influence you highly Women of the night be pining You can tell I'm stuck in this darkness too My lips getting blacker and and my lungs are too Flirtatious by nature a typical dude Too many other women that's callin' me boo A product of the people that I call my crew My experiences and how I grew I was raised in church as a goodie 2 shoes So maybe my darkness been tryna break loose Even when I behave myself, I can't tame myself Is this Beast inside released by the devil, himself or with no help? Was I born with desires that I'm meant to control Or do I follow and go with the flow? Sometimes I just don't know If we all were honest with the problems we faced then it all would be commonplace But instead we crucify anybody that we catch making mistakes But who really decided Perfection and quantified it? Like a rule book or the good book? If we all fall short Then maybe it's time for a second look