Stuck in the middle-i burrow inside-back to the cradle-away from the burdens of all my crimes-before its fatal-my past has found me the truth's come out-all is remembered-with no place to fall but straight down-I must surrender-well it seems i've finaly thought of everything-i wanna love-i wanna feel-find peace find the real-there's a face i put on all my life-the face of an angel-but i look to the mirror only to find-the face of a stranger-and with all i've taken i hunger-cause im selfish-and all im left with is a crown of thorns-and im helpless-well it seems i've finally thought of everything i wanna love-i wanna feel-find peace find the real-i'll trade these lies for something right-i'll kill what hurts with something pure-i will be redeemed to i can breathe again-well it seems i've finally thought of everything-i wanna love-i wanna feel-find peace, find the real
