I was always one of the righteous
Never lived outside of the lines.
Kept a close watch on the white wash
disguising the dead bones inside.
I was always one of the good ones,
keeping tabs on everyone else
sure that I was one of the chosen,
But I was a child of Hell
But you buried me in the bright light.
Yeah, you held my eyes to the sun
till I could see
That I was worse than I ever feared
I could be
But somehow, I was loved more than I ever
dared to believe because of you
I was always one of the blameless,
Or at least that's what I believed
I never thought I could have been blinded
until I could no longer see.