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INHABITED British Saints Lyrics
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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