Artist: Inhabited Album: Innerview Title: British Saints I say it's not my fault As I run and hide behind the walls that I have made To keep you out Can you see me? Can you hear me? I'm crying, I'm dying, I'm trying To find the light And I'm crawling over myself And I'm falling Please show me What is real, what is real I can feel, I can feel but reality is far from what I see I can't see, I can't see Please heal me, yeah I'm calling Yeah I'm calling I look into Your eyes And quickly realize You know me all to well Everything I'd never tell Then You show me That You carried The tears, and the fears, and the years That cripple me And I'm reaching I want to touch You I'm running, please show me What is real, what is real I can feel, I can feel but reality is far from what I see I can't see, I can't see Please heal me, yeah I'm calling Yeah, I'm calling Please show me And I'm crawling over myself And I'm falling Please show me What is real, what is real I can feel, I can feel but reality is far from what I see I can't see, I can't see Please heal me, yeah I'm calling Yeah, I'm calling

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