Thinking back to what was said... My angel shattered upon my bed.nWashed away with tears alone, that fragile state that she's outgrown.nI'm so confused she says now once again.nAnd tries to hold on while it's wearing thin.nShe talks about faith but she's so afraid.nSweating with guilt, that's how she was raised.nn(chorus)nSend it down to me.nOh, all that I can't see.n'Cuz in my world of pen & ink,nit seems I don't know what to think.nIt's what my father believes, what my mother believes,nwhat my preacher believes, so me too...nWhat my brothers believe, what my sisters believe,nwhat the world believes so it's true.nnInto her pillow now she wheeps...nAwakened from their tale she wants so desperately to sleep...nA world that makes her feel so small.nShe says What's the purpose of it all?nn(chorus)nnDown and down and down now she slips back..ntoo many years of fears and wishes to retract.nBack to the shelter of good and bad...nshe tells me my views are so sad.nn(chorus)nnLove me and hate you.nGrow me inside you.nTrust me, you need to.nYou made me to control younand I'll change you and I'll waste younuntil reality will never even phase you in plain view.nthe brainwashed warden of your mind's confinement!nJust a sheep and I'm your fucking tyrant!