Broodmare (rehearsal)
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Those prying eyes are vulture's eyes
Your face I should be hiding
At last I am confiding in you
Your deeds are full of worthiness
And end in abstract emptiness
You're going to die a witch's death, it's true
And if one of us should chance to die
The other only has to mourn
Death could be the only truth
And grief could be the one true feeling
Disappointed tired sweetheart
You won't be the one to depart
Leaving you's the hardest thing to do
Jesus knows that I've been saved
I want the water in which you bathe
The love I felt is just not there
I confess I used you as a broodmare
Everyone hates newlyweds
And everybody goes to bed
With someone just as pretty as themselves
Burying the venom in a casket six feet under
When you wake up from your slumber, watch your back
You could cut the air with a knife in here
Or slit your throat from ear to ear
For the glory of our newborn child
Please don't weep and please don't cry
There's still a trace of lust for you
But I no longer trust in you
I'll miss you when you're buried in that box
Jesus knows that I've been saved
I want the water in which you bathe
The love I felt is just not there
I confess I used you as a broodmare
Jesus knows that I've been saved
I want the water in which you bathe
The love I felt is just not there
I confess I used you as a broodmare
That's real fear, I can see upon your face
That's real fear, I can see upon your face
That's real fear, I can see upon your face
That's real fear, I can see upon your face
That's real fear, I can see upon your face
That's real fear, real fear
That's real fear, I can see upon your face
That's real fear, I can see upon your face
That's real fear, I can see upon your face
I can see real fear upon your face