This is not my real hair, but I thought it was appropriate for a song about samson. The song deals with the struggle we face reconciling our "real" and "fake" selves. It talks about the demons we lock up to maintain appearances, but still struggle with.
I fear not for the things of men, but I fear the thoughts that are in my head.
The Devil owns a piece of me, and I can't break free.
When I lift my head in the morning sun, all the people look and the demons run,
When I lay it down in the dark of night, there's something not right.
They look to me to be their King, I am strong and I can sing,
But they don't know what I feel inside, what I can't hide.
No man can bind my bones, and those who try don't go home.
But I'm bound up tight at my very core and I can't take much more.
I'll lead them on while they still believe, they don't know, they only see,
The hero that I'll never be; the one in my dreams.
If I break in a day or two, then they'll all know what I always knew,
I'll share the secret I couldn't keep, and they'll bury me deep.
All this time that I lived a lie, the times I almost lost my mind,
I give up the man I've been, I won't go back again.
God grant me this, my final plea; I die as someone I want to be;
However they remember me, I need to know I'm free.
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TugaDudes 4 weeks ago