on the outside looking in   i've never been able to crack the code   to break the secret spell   that would open up the door and let me in   to everything I've been looking for so hard I've never seen   but I feel my strength returning tonight   its flowing from the purest well to ever give water   It spills out into an ocean where the sharks are circling   a carnival of counterfeits has no room for something real      arrogance and ego wrapped around every word   shouted from the pulpit as a judgment to control   these were my roots my seed was thrown in shallow soil   I grew into the thorn bushes to be scorched by the sun   but I feel the gravel move beneath my feet   the smell of the gasoline mixed in with the trees   when my faith is strong I know my strength   the threats will be screamed when the vultures fell threatened      so I'll open up the door and let you in   I want to break the alabaster smell the sweet perfume   and when the bottle is broken I'll have nothing left to give   I'll know I'll already have everything worth having   but I feel my strength returning tonight   its flowing from the purest well to ever give water   it spills out into and ocean where the sharks are circling   a carnival of counterfeits want to crucify something real