They have pulled the wool on me
Fool me twice shame on me
In my bones, I know the Word I need to fear
But traiting flesh, I seek a touch on my itching ears

Cautious brother move, um discernment is a mode
They will never mount the feels up to your itching ears
Suckle at the Word, don't let the teachings go
Always, always bind it high, willing sheep grow tired eyes

Oh how deep this love can flow
As deep as I can care to know
Just know that what we know can grow
As we grow to love the God we know
Oh how deep this love can flow
As deep as I can care to know
Just know that what we know can grow
As we grow to love the God we know

Cautious brother move, um discernment is a mode
They will never mount the fears until all our itching ears
Suckle at the Word, don't let the teachings go
Always, always bind it high, willing sheep grow tired eyes