Searching For Some Beautiful

My head aches, and feels the blunt vice grips/

hanging over my tequila sunrises/

Confide and write this to de-scribe a love life /

that's feeling love lifeless/

I'm the type that'll cherish frozen winters/

stare at snowy blizzards and take it to heart/

Then break it apart, I carry hopes and blisters/

Cutting heart strings with a pair of broken scissors/

I'm still trapped in a middle school slow dance/

Stepping on toes in a mistletoe romance/

Misanthrope, discomposed who holds hands/

with grief...Kissing hope with no chance, but me/

I'm just searching for some beautiful/

a dream that I can catch And a person who's unusual/

When I find her, I'll try to face the tide/

Fight the hurricane, and tidal wave, goodbye…

And I watch all the spectrums of angels/

Choking to death on the septums and halos/

Bread crumbs and fables, why change?/

I hang at the ends of the pay phone/

With no change or number to reach/

What blankets the sky I slumber beneath/

Under the speech, this song's about hope, joy, love and defeat/

All it takes is a peaceful autumn day/

For you to be happy and me to call it fate/

Even after a fucked up childhood, I'm still tryin'/

To believe in God and grace/

I try to get a piece of peace and sit and listen infinitely/

Holdin onto benefits, and isnt it so innocent? We/

Try to find another time and underline the cynical/

Its pitiful we run and hide and undermind the innermost/

When intervals of miserable will find a figure four/

And force the phyiscal and inner soul to find a bitter form/

And form another time and place where you can go and be so suitable/

When all I wanna do is go and search for something beautiful, in me/

I died once, and I knew that it was suitable/

I died twice, and I sang it like a musical/

I died again when I thought that the noose would hold/

Everything I love in the search for some beautiful/

I died once, and I knew that it was suitable/

I died twice, and I sang it like a musical/

I died again when I thought that the noose would hold/

Everything I love in the search for some beautiful/