I aimed to be real and wild and free and bold
No secret is worth this prison stay
I emerged to find there was no one to know
No one to hear what I needed to say
So I climbed back into my safe little hole
Built a stronger dam to keep the waters at bay
But the water erodes from inside my soul
And the water will have its way
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“But the water erodes from inside my soul
And the water will have it’s way”
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