Like a master of disguise in a torn-up old dress,
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I've been hiding in plain sight, and making a mess,
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Bring me back my heart, put it on a stick
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I am ready for the cure, I am sick of being sick
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Come to my senses and feel the things I never felt
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I can't pretend this is anything but love itself
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So don't go tonight, stay make everything all right
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Like a veteran of war, haunted by day
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I've been trying to ignore what never goes away
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Visions in my head, blind as I've been
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Try to shut them out but they already got in
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Something in my chest, a sound I've never heard
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I've been living in my head, always the same words
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Save me from my self, this is my disease
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Ringing in my ears and body in deep-freeze.
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Hiding In Plain Sight
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Lauren Hoffman |