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Malflic

Strange

Words and Music by Malflic 1993

Can’t see my face and don’t know you’re voice

Tell me to just believe because I have no other choice

Something’s here when I’m not there

So safe, so secure and hell is just so aware

Touching in ways so new to me

Believing in things I cannot see

Afraid of what might come to be

It’s strange

And no regard for self or soul

Only deceit can bring control

The holy man has lost his way

It’s strange

I close my eyes and remember when

Up to a point, then it’s dark again,

Missing part of the hell that is reality

Tell me these things but I am not me

Touching in ways so new to me

Believing in things I cannot see

Afraid of what might come to be

It’s strange

And no regard for self or soul

Only deceit can bring control

The holy man has lost his way

It’s strange







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