Pharisee

If I am flawed How am I to live By your standards and by your law The fight and the tension I bury away Cos I don't know if you'd like it What is the fright I hold onto? Who is the face of my fear? I don't answer to you pharisee I don't answer to you The lie is a hold Its grasp is so cold A war in my mind, for all these years The fight and the tension I carry it all And I don't know if I like it To look in from the outside The window is warm If I touch it it melts me But what am I to do With the dream I hold onto It's not even breathing And its heartbeat is slowing It's slowing