thought that I found myself today And I thought that I had control All the change in my life just fell away For a moment I didn't need you And I thought that I found myself
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that I found myself today And I thought that I had control All the change in my life just fell away For a moment I didn't need you And I thought that I found myself
demeanor Miss Management's been by my side holding my hand in an empty theater [Chorus: x2] Alexipharmic's an enigma in an envelope and riddle His rugged outer's countered by the soul
fall As I've stumbled on the field (Sister mine Death's a certain thing) Find myself in darkest places Find myself drifting away And the otherworld The otherworld appears Find myself
stumbled on the field Find myself in darkest places (Sister mine) Find myself drifting away (Death's a certain thing) And the other world The other world appears Find myself
a single strand Stronger than I could ever be I am lifting empty hands Just to hold your holy hands There's meaning in your fingertips And purpose in your eyes This is where I'm finding
hopes of the dreamers I need a word to let you know that I need help Cause sometimes I get so down on myself Trying to find my place in this madness Drowning myself
see through the hurricane's eye As the water rushes over the shoreline The waves are gonna rise and rise Claiming all that is mine CHORUS: The rain is coming (I will give myself
Better find yourself a place to level out Got a cricket for a conscience, always looks the other way A cocaine soul starts seeming like an empty cabaret
on the field Find myself in darkest places (Sister mine) Find myself drifting away (Death's a certain thing) And the other world The other world appears Find myself
If eyes are the mirror of the soul You will find in my the scorn and apathy You will read my hatred as in a curs'd book You will see yourself as I see
, speaking to a heart, let it be a cry Some streets are emptiness, dry leaves of autumn Rustling down an old Alley And in the dead of night, I find myself