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I am searching for Some kind of peace.

Somebody help me I can’t make this on my own
My heart is still crying It’ll dry up and turn to stone
I’ve been fighting for air got no strength in me to breathe
I’ve run out of options got all the reasons I need
My mind has gone numb but somehow I’m still sane
So give me a needle I think there is blood in my veins

If someone can hear me this is my cry for help
Find me and guide me Lord I’m stranded here all by myself
So if someone can see me I’ve fallen down on my knees
Begging for some kind of peace

There was a time when I vaguely recall being brave
And I thought being strong meant never asking for aid
I was cocky and bold, stupid and unafraid
Now I’m tired of pretending Now I just want to be saved

My mind has gone numb but somehow I’m still sane
So give me a needle I think there is blood in my veins

Somebody hear me

If someone can hear me this is my cry for help
Find me and guide me Lord I’m stranded here all by myself
So if someone can see me I’ve fallen down on my knees
Begging for some kind of peace

I was looking and searching and wanting and needing
Somebody hear me

If someone can hear me this is my cry for help…