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The well of dark waters...

You are impeccable beauty until the reason for insecurity comes beneath us and breathes words of wrong doing that implicates our treasured mind
I weave myself around this world like a needle through silk and choose when to rip and I seek only when I need shelter of a loving kind

Just like a memory I'm a faded ghost 
I'm sometimes blind, lost or alone
Lay me down so I can find my own 
All the while searching for my forgotten home 

See if I care if I look you in the eye and you feel the cold off my dark stare and the devil wraps his wickedness around your body 
Just stand there and witness the right and wrong
Just breathe slow while the mist surrounds you
Let evil remind you that he has a plan for your soul 
Let his eyes tell you his story so that you'll be dead stone cold 

Break away from the ball and chain and I'll make innocence eat from the apple tree 
How does the angel know pain, you've got to feel hurt until your completely free 
Father, which way do I run if I'm getting chased down to the well of dark waters?
Father, I don't want to hide when I get caught drowning in my own reflection 

Just like a memory I'm a faded ghost 
I'm sometimes blind, lost or alone
Lay me down so I can find my own 
All the while searching for my forgotten home...

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