| Song | Find the Real |
| Artist | Alter Bridge |
| Album | Live At Wembley |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Kennedy, Tremonti | |
| Stuck in the middle, I burrow inside, | |
| back to the cradle. | |
| Away from the burdens of all my crimes, | |
| before it's 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 finally 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 in the mirror only to find, | |
| the face of a stranger. | |
| And with all I've taken I hunger for more, | |
| cause I'm selfish. | |
| And all I'm left with is a crown of thorns, | |
| and I'm 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 will kill what hurts with something pure. | |
| I will be redeemed so I can breathe again. | |
| Well it seems I've finally thought of everything, | |
| I wanna love, I wanna feel, | |
| find peace, find the real. | |
| Well it seems I've finally thought of everything, | |
| I wanna love, I wanna feel, | |
| find peace, find the real. |
| zuo qu : Kennedy, Tremonti | |
| Stuck in the middle, I burrow inside, | |
| back to the cradle. | |
| Away from the burdens of all my crimes, | |
| before it' s 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 finally 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 in the mirror only to find, | |
| the face of a stranger. | |
| And with all I' ve taken I hunger for more, | |
| cause I' m selfish. | |
| And all I' m left with is a crown of thorns, | |
| and I' m 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 will kill what hurts with something pure. | |
| I will be redeemed so I can breathe again. | |
| Well it seems I' ve finally thought of everything, | |
| I wanna love, I wanna feel, | |
| find peace, find the real. | |
| Well it seems I' ve finally thought of everything, | |
| I wanna love, I wanna feel, | |
| find peace, find the real. |
| zuò qǔ : Kennedy, Tremonti | |
| Stuck in the middle, I burrow inside, | |
| back to the cradle. | |
| Away from the burdens of all my crimes, | |
| before it' s 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 finally 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 in the mirror only to find, | |
| the face of a stranger. | |
| And with all I' ve taken I hunger for more, | |
| cause I' m selfish. | |
| And all I' m left with is a crown of thorns, | |
| and I' m 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 will kill what hurts with something pure. | |
| I will be redeemed so I can breathe again. | |
| Well it seems I' ve finally thought of everything, | |
| I wanna love, I wanna feel, | |
| find peace, find the real. | |
| Well it seems I' ve finally thought of everything, | |
| I wanna love, I wanna feel, | |
| find peace, find the real. |