Core
Conscience dispersed
My thoughts were cursed
And so the rogue stepped in
Only under the skin at first
But where there is weakness
It seeks this it's easiest
Cause in weakness the victim is prone to disease
A disease of the thoughts of the mind
When the other starts residing there
And you confide your heart as its lair
Conforming what you feel and what you think is fair
As it begins to slowly confiscate it begins to overtake
Any former understanding of the fight against him
There's a fight against him
But you lock it within
Keep it there imprisoned
But that's where it will begin
To grow and if it persists it will start to claw its way outside
I'm more than caught in-between
I'm the subject of a conflict that isn't seen
An outcome awaits to decide my soul
And so the rogue
Two sets of claws tear at my heart
One from the inside, one from the out
The out to get in to take down the one
From within so as to keep it tame or else its effort carries on
An effort from containment
A motive of contentment
A beast that never ceases to tear away in pieces
The walls of which inhibit but didn't quite prohibit
Intent to seize its freedom from the prison
And repossess control of me
No
Don't give it the chance
I'm more than caught in-between
I'm the subject of a conflict that isn't seen
An outcome awaits to decide my soul
And so I let go
Seen is the physical
Felt is the critical
Blindness is typical
Denial is criminal
We're caught in the visible
We're caught in the visible
We're caught in the visible
They are invisible
Now there's only one flaw with the other's intentions
In his plan of apprehension is the intent of repossession but
This act of repossessing would affirm the implication that
The first would be releasing a never ceasing hold on me
When all of my life he'd been a presence that surrounded
But he never let go, not even for a second
So there's a problem with the reckless rogue's futile arrangement
You see the first has always had control it was never dependent
On my tendency of failure an endless need for a savior
Because forgiveness isn't affected by a son's misbehavior
The fact is that by grace I am bound to be free
And in freedom I will see the other's gruesome defeat
My thoughts were cursed
And so the rogue stepped in
Only under the skin at first
But where there is weakness
It seeks this it's easiest
Cause in weakness the victim is prone to disease
A disease of the thoughts of the mind
When the other starts residing there
And you confide your heart as its lair
Conforming what you feel and what you think is fair
As it begins to slowly confiscate it begins to overtake
Any former understanding of the fight against him
There's a fight against him
But you lock it within
Keep it there imprisoned
But that's where it will begin
To grow and if it persists it will start to claw its way outside
I'm more than caught in-between
I'm the subject of a conflict that isn't seen
An outcome awaits to decide my soul
And so the rogue
Two sets of claws tear at my heart
One from the inside, one from the out
The out to get in to take down the one
From within so as to keep it tame or else its effort carries on
An effort from containment
A motive of contentment
A beast that never ceases to tear away in pieces
The walls of which inhibit but didn't quite prohibit
Intent to seize its freedom from the prison
And repossess control of me
No
Don't give it the chance
I'm more than caught in-between
I'm the subject of a conflict that isn't seen
An outcome awaits to decide my soul
And so I let go
Seen is the physical
Felt is the critical
Blindness is typical
Denial is criminal
We're caught in the visible
We're caught in the visible
We're caught in the visible
They are invisible
Now there's only one flaw with the other's intentions
In his plan of apprehension is the intent of repossession but
This act of repossessing would affirm the implication that
The first would be releasing a never ceasing hold on me
When all of my life he'd been a presence that surrounded
But he never let go, not even for a second
So there's a problem with the reckless rogue's futile arrangement
You see the first has always had control it was never dependent
On my tendency of failure an endless need for a savior
Because forgiveness isn't affected by a son's misbehavior
The fact is that by grace I am bound to be free
And in freedom I will see the other's gruesome defeat
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Writer(s): Micah Lindley
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