Find The Real
Stuck in the middle I burrow inside
Back to the cradle
Away from the burdens of all my crimes
Before it’s fatal
My past has found me the truth’s come out
All is remembered
With no place to fall but straight down
I must surrender
Well it seems I’ve
Finally thought of everything
I wanna love
I wanna feel
Find peace
Find the real
There’s a face I put on all my life
The face of an angel
But I look in the mirror only to find
The face of a stranger
And with all I’ve taken I hunger for more
Cause I’m selfish
And all I’m left with is a crown of thorns
And I’m helpless
Well it seems I’ve
Finally thought of everything
I wanna love
I wanna feel
Find peace
Find the real
I’ll trade these lies for something right
I’ll kill what hurts with something pure
I will be redeemed so I can breathe again
Well it seems I’ve
Finally thought of everything
I wanna love
I wanna feel
Find peace
Find the real
Well it seems I’ve
Finally thought of everything
I wanna love
I wanna feel
Find peace
Find the real
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
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