Lyrics

The Less I have the more I find the real me that hides inside. I need a mask to keep from you the real me from showing through.

give it up to see the truth. Miles to go before I do the choice I made it keeps me here, living life full of fear

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And It's hard to compare your dreams, to the ones in the magazines, the twisted lies they tell, seem like truth. And they show us how we need to look and sell it all in an empty book, giving us the hope we don't need.

Once a Man with a healing soul filled me and made me whole to get a glimpse of what could be without the mask of slavery.

In surrender to those nailed scarred limbs the world was lost but Won in Him and all He wants from us to be, the real you the real me

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And It's hard to compare your dreams, to the ones in the magazines, the twisted lies they tell, seem like truth. And they show us how we need to look and sell it all in an empty book, giving us the hope we don't need. X 2