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River of Deceit

Where she's been
it always rains
wind blowing
cold
towards the west
taking with it
all hope
and delivering it
to those who
have lost their own.

Where she's been
she was forced to wear
more than her heart
on the outside
on her sleeve
as they say
totally exposed
and she nearly lost it
before she made her getaway.

Where she's been
she gathered secrets
of the constant battle
with things that bind the sun
where gray is not what's the matter
it is the norm
and the asylums are filled with
the sane...
her lunatic eyes
kept her safe on the outside
but for how long?

Where she's been
she has learned
to keep separate
LOVE and TRUST
to be weary of those
who paint with only BLUE
stepping back through
to the place she belongs
still wearing her disguise
she realizes that she knows
things about people on the other side
but is wise to keep them locked away
lessons learned from where she's been.

Suggested listening: "River of Deceit" by Mad Season

"My pain is self-chosen
At least, so The Prophet says
I could either burn
Or cut off my pride and buy some time
A head full of lies is the weight, tied to my waist

The River of Deceit pulls down,
The only direction we flow is down
Down, oh down
Down, oh down
Down, oh down
Down, oh down

My pain is self-chosen
At least I believe it to be
I could either drown
Or pull off my skin and swim to shore
Now I can grow a beautiful shell for all to see

The River of Deceit pulls down, yeah
The only direction we flow is down
Down, oh down
Down, oh down
Down, oh down
Down, oh down

The pain is self-chosen, yeah
Our pain is self-chosen"

Description
River of Deceit

Where she's been
it always rains
wind blowing
cold
towards the west
taking with it
all hope
and delivering it
to those who
have lost their own.

Where she's been
she was forced to wear
more than her heart
on the outside
on her sleeve
as they say
totally exposed
and she nearly lost it
before she made her getaway.

Where she's been
she gathered secrets
of the constant battle
with things that bind the sun
where gray is not what's the matter
it is the norm
and the asylums are filled with
the sane...
her lunatic eyes
kept her safe on the outside
but for how long?

Where she's been
she has learned
to keep separate
LOVE and TRUST
to be weary of those
who paint with only BLUE
stepping back through
to the place she belongs
still wearing her disguise
she realizes that she knows
things about people on the other side
but is wise to keep them locked away
lessons learned from where she's been.

Suggested listening: "River of Deceit" by Mad Season

"My pain is self-chosen
At least, so The Prophet says
I could either burn
Or cut off my pride and buy some time
A head full of lies is the weight, tied to my waist

The River of Deceit pulls down,
The only direction we flow is down
Down, oh down
Down, oh down
Down, oh down
Down, oh down

My pain is self-chosen
At least I believe it to be
I could either drown
Or pull off my skin and swim to shore
Now I can grow a beautiful shell for all to see

The River of Deceit pulls down, yeah
The only direction we flow is down
Down, oh down
Down, oh down
Down, oh down
Down, oh down

The pain is self-chosen, yeah
Our pain is self-chosen"