The Impossible Task of Feeling Complete
Blue eyes
Oh, they seem so easy to love
White lies
Always seem so easy to brush under the rug
Myself and I
We were born in a fiery rage, not out of love
Oh, why?
Oh, why?
Mama, please listen
Something is missing
I don't feel the same in my skin
I wake in the evening
And sleep through the morning
I feel as though I'll never win
Was it the TV who raised me to go slightly crazy?
The words I would hear every day
The books I was reading taught me that feeling
This way is okay
Oh God, if I asked for blessing
Would you send it on my way?
'Cause applause ignites a strange feeling
And it doesn't seem to fade
Mark my words, I will find a way
To feel complete, do whatever it takes
I will drink every drink, walk every road
I will find another me and I will fall in love
Mama, please listen
Something is missing
I don't feel the same in my skin
I wake in the evening
And sleep through the morning
I feel as though I'll never win
Was it the TV who raised me to go slightly crazy?
The words I would hear every day
The books I was reading taught me that feeling
This way is okay
Oh, they seem so easy to love
White lies
Always seem so easy to brush under the rug
Myself and I
We were born in a fiery rage, not out of love
Oh, why?
Oh, why?
Mama, please listen
Something is missing
I don't feel the same in my skin
I wake in the evening
And sleep through the morning
I feel as though I'll never win
Was it the TV who raised me to go slightly crazy?
The words I would hear every day
The books I was reading taught me that feeling
This way is okay
Oh God, if I asked for blessing
Would you send it on my way?
'Cause applause ignites a strange feeling
And it doesn't seem to fade
Mark my words, I will find a way
To feel complete, do whatever it takes
I will drink every drink, walk every road
I will find another me and I will fall in love
Mama, please listen
Something is missing
I don't feel the same in my skin
I wake in the evening
And sleep through the morning
I feel as though I'll never win
Was it the TV who raised me to go slightly crazy?
The words I would hear every day
The books I was reading taught me that feeling
This way is okay
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Writer(s): Fred Macpherson, April Lawlor
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