Wilderness Of Tekoa Your Place In The Ground
Where'd you learn to fake it
And where'd you learn to take it
And where'd you learn to break it
Cause I've seen your faces
And I've seen you play dead
When will you get enough
Cause I've had enough
I've had enough
When you fall down, you bring them down
You followed the loss of sound
Right to your place in the ground
Don't follow, follow him down
Don't let go, your daddy will be home soon
While your mom is making love in the other room
And I don't know if I can hold on
Why is love such a backwards disease
It plagues my heart with thoughts,
And with images I don't want to see
Please don't leave me now.
