Kirk Windstein Enemy In Disguise
As I'm reaching for your hand
It seems so far away
I close my eyes in fear
Reality seems grey
And that trust I thought we had has drifted into dust
What I chose to believe has turned to dark mistrust
Blind for years to your lies
Enemy in disguise
Shadows blacken me
Blinded eyes can't see
Tortured empty soul
Lack of all control
