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Shock to my heart, Torn all apart, Still, I can't see, A better place to be. Won't somebody come And save me from myself. Won't somebody come, I can't make it by myself. Trapped by my fears In my waisted years. I've searched my soul to find Some sense of peace of mind. Won't somebody come And save me from myself. Won't sombedy come I can't make it by myself. All, all alone. Never to feel at home. Why do I feel this way? Make it all go away... search on, for something I won't own Search, I'm searching on I'm searching on.
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Jun 18, 2015
Jun 18, 2015 at 10:39 PM UTC
Surface Noise
Shock to my heart, Torn all apart, Still, I can't see, A better place to be. Won't somebody come And save me from myself. Won't somebody come, I can't make it by myself. Trapped by my fears In my waisted years. I've searched my soul to find Some sense of peace of mind. Won't somebody come And save me from myself. Won't sombedy come I can't make it by myself. All, all alone. Never to feel at home. Why do I feel this way? Make it all go away... search on, for something I won't own Search, I'm searching on I'm searching on.
another set of lyrics I wrote in 1998 on an accustic guitar I bought. I was feeling very Lyndsy Buckingham. I don't think my work in these days was very good, but it came from a raw place. Obviously, I survived all that aingst and fear.
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Jun 18, 2015
Jun 18, 2015 at 10:39 PM UTC
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