I tried to sell my soul a million times
But never got an offer
No, I never heard a work returned out of the dark
Where I would throw my voice
But maybe I just haven’t got the goods
Or maybe I’ve forgotten
The way to find that piece of me that’s buried down below, down below
But I hope that we can find it
Yeah, I hope that we can find it
Yeah, I hope that I can get back to the way I was
Back before we knew what I’d become
I know everything’s a mess
But with a steady hand I can fix myself
I’m on the mend
I’m on the mend
I tried to give you all I had to give
But you just wouldn’t take it
No, you wouldn’t hear the words I cried out in the dark
‘Cause you had turned away
So, maybe I still haven’t got the goods
Or maybe you’ve forgotten
The way to see the piece of me that’s buried down below, down below
But I hope that you can find it
Yeah, I hope that we can find it
Yeah, I hope that we can find it
I hope that I can get back to the way I was
Back before we knew what I’d become
I hope that we can find it
Get back to the way I was
Back before we knew what I’d become
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