Scaffolded Minds

Tumbling cold, the wind bites me
I fit the mold, but I lost the key
Teaching and preaching, they're not the same thing
Difference is, one's now a sin

Every corner, every street, we take our strife
A chorus of anger, waiting to be heard

Cause I'm free
All that's in the past
I can't believe this love we see
Possible winter's last

All we can do, is fight the wind and the rain
Avoiding suffering by doling out pain

Cause I'm free
All that's in the past
I can't believe this love we see
Possible winter's last

Thank God I'm free
All that's in the past
I can't believe this love we see
Possible winter's last

Tumbling cold, the wind bites me
I fit the mold, but I lost the key
Teaching and preaching, they're not the same thing
Difference is, one's now a sin



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Writer(s): Influx Of Insanity
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