Brain Washed

It is a tool of the Devil, there is no doubt about that In an attempt to get your mind, so he can get your soul He targets the young ones, their minds are virgin territory Every moment of the day and night, he knows where you are at He will try to make you weak, telling you that he has control Seven day a week, forcing you to hear his sick story Over, over and over, that is his drill Isolating you, so you will never hear the other side Instillinng fear, so you will be afraid of everything Telling you that he loves you, you head with his lies he will fill Take you down to nothing, destroy your pride Then hold you tight, telling you are his everything Forcing the past out of your mind, so it will slowly fade away Keeps telling you that there is no God, if so where is he right now It is only he you should believe His biggest fear, is that you will pray Deep down inside you know that you are a prisoner, you have to escape some how Afraid of being caught, you struggle to leave The older you grow, the stronger you will get Getting out in the world, you will see the other side Now starting to understand, why they kept you always confused Something keeps telling you, your past you cannot forget Wondering why all those night you cried? Because wicked and mean people kept you "brain washed"