Isacriot
A Surprise Left
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Take my log out first you say
Better take the forest out of yours
Side by side we were
Planting the seeds for tomorrow
All was not well that we knew
But who was to know you were Judas in disguise?
How could you do it to your own?
Was she not enough?
Started out just you and Lily
Granted most of us are goats not wolves
Wouldn't snatch the sheep
Think we can touch Bathsheeba and not be burned
She's innocent enough
Bet you said that someday
Who saw it coming?
A crown of thorns she wears
How do we tell her its okay?
You think life hasen't turned out so well?
If it was up to me you would breathed your last
You may think i'm judging you today
I hope there is a sheep under that disguise
I hope you return someday
Better take the forest out of yours
Side by side we were
Planting the seeds for tomorrow
All was not well that we knew
But who was to know you were Judas in disguise?
How could you do it to your own?
Was she not enough?
Started out just you and Lily
Granted most of us are goats not wolves
Wouldn't snatch the sheep
Think we can touch Bathsheeba and not be burned
She's innocent enough
Bet you said that someday
Who saw it coming?
A crown of thorns she wears
How do we tell her its okay?
You think life hasen't turned out so well?
If it was up to me you would breathed your last
You may think i'm judging you today
I hope there is a sheep under that disguise
I hope you return someday
The wind is blowing cold
Have we lost our way tonight?
Have we lost our hope to sorrow?
Feels like were all alone
Running further from what’s right
And there are no more heroes to follow
So what are we becoming?
Where did we go wrong?
Have we lost our way tonight?
Have we lost our hope to sorrow?
Feels like were all alone
Running further from what’s right
And there are no more heroes to follow
So what are we becoming?
Where did we go wrong?
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Have we lost our way tonight?
Have we lost our hope to sorrow?
Feels like were all alone
Running further from what’s right
And there are no more heroes to follow
So what are we becoming?
Where did we go wrong?
im not an antelope
im worse off
you see a lamb
within a deer
well i do
maybe im wrong
get the one out of the inhale
if its your decision then fine
i will never forgive you
but she will never know
and im about as rich
as the word is
so judas might as well be jesus
but dont jump on the blasphemy wagon
cause ive got the holy spirit trapped
its free and all around thee
its all encompassing
bitch its all over this
and i can say whatever i feel
without a name
or without a shovel
oh but yesterday is gone
it plants itself quick
and then moves on
its so redundant
its so true
renewel is within meditation
and i meditate on a flotation device
i call it jesus spirit of love
you may call it something else
Have we lost our way tonight?
Have we lost our hope to sorrow?
Feels like were all alone
Running further from what’s right
And there are no more heroes to follow
So what are we becoming?
Where did we go wrong?