Your Place In The Ground

Wilderness Of Tekoa

Compositor: Wilderness Of Tekoa

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.