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If you look at your reflection in the bottom of a well, What you see is only on the surface. When you try to see the meaning, hidden underneath, The measure of the depth can be decieving The bottom has a rocky reputation You can feel in in the distance the deeper down you stare From up above it's hard to see but you know when you're there On the bottom words are shallow The surface talk is cheap You can only judge the distance by the company you keep In the eyes of the confessor In the eyes of the confessor, There's no place you can hide You can't hide from the eyes (of the confessor) Don't you even try. In the eyes of the confessor You can't tell a lie You cannot tell a lie (To the confessor) Stip you down to size Naked as the day that you were born Naked as the day that you were born Letras de canciones Take all the trauma, drama comments, The guilt and doubt and shame The what if's and if only's The shackles and the chains The violence and aggression, The pettiness and scorn, The jealousy and hatred, The tempest and discord And give it up! From Letras Mania