Jeff Ashbaker
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©Jeffrey C. Ashbaker 7-2014

It comes on when the night is turning
It comes on when your heart is slow
It happens without a warning
And always when the light is low
It slips into your mind, no questions asked
Consuming all your time with the demons from the past

--- Chorus ---
It always seems to know
That you can't let it go
It finds its way inside
Until it makes you cry out loud
Let me be (And I'm not free) ...from Insecurity
-Intro Break-

You wake up in a world of worry
You wake up in a pool of sweat
And everything you do is hurried
But nothing is completed yet
And everybody knows the answer, but no one will tell
And you think it's such a deep dark secret, your own living hell

-Repeat Chorus-

Indecision uncertainty, hesitation anxiety
I got fooled again, I've been tricked
I'm just hoping I'm, I'm not a lunatic
And yeah, I could be right, or I might be wrong
But either way it's the end of the song
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Lyric Credits: Jeff Ashbaker
Music Credits: Jeff Ashbaker
Producer Credits: Jeff Ashbaker
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Song Length: 4:23
Primary Genre: Folk-Contemporary
Secondary Genre: Folk-Americana
Tempo / Feel: Medium (111 - 130)
Lead Vocal: Male Vocal
Subject Matter 1: Sanity/Insanity
Mood 1: Composed
Language: English
Era: 2000 and later