It was a lie, nothing was real
Just a disguise you’re using, you’re using still
When you meet the preacher man
Remind him of your fear
Over which you operate, operate control
When the truth is recalled
The evidence resound
It’s the price you’ll pay
On the rebound
Wish I’d known all along
What you’re running from
Wish I’d known all along
You can’t choose between weak or strong
But you’re not there, to turn the key
On your own two feet, two feet on the ground