Don't have a title for this one yet....
"Why do the answers
always elude those who seek
my mind keeps on searching
but I never find anything
And the searching leads to loving
and the loving leads to pain
and pretty soon you're left
wishing you couldn't feel anything
And the answers are non-existent
to the ones who need them the most
to the ones who can't get what they want
to the ones who have already lost
You could probably tell any kind of lie to my face
I'd sit there and smile and believe every word you say
and the lies they lead to loving
and the loving leads to pain
and pretty soon you're left
wishing you couldn't feel anything
And the answers are non-existent
to the ones who need them the most
to the ones who can't get what they want
to the ones who have already lost
Oh and I've been running in my sleep
trying to find you, but you're always so out of reach
out of reach..
It's just not fair
And the answers are non-existent
to the ones who need them the most
to the ones who can't get what they want
to the ones who have already lost
And the answers they stay hidden
and they won't come out to play
they just laugh and keep me locked up
day after day after day
Oh the answers, they lead to the truth
and the truth is a fragile thing
and the blood in your mouth
says you've been biting your tongue
you've got something that you won't say"
Now if only I could think of a unique title for it...
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