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The Real Me

from The Real Me (album) by Sean O'Connor

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Rock/folk song, intense relationship psychology poetry

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The Real Me

Like a freeze-frame pose in a magazine
Without my masks would you recognize me?
Cos I'm bitter and twisted, angry fisted
Hands wounded, soul blistered
Holding on to things I never possessed
like love and hate I never confessed
I'll be your gift, your Indian giver
Give you my warmth, leave you to shiver
Standing in the broken heart as it bleeds
Searching for love where once were needs

I wanna hold you, hug you, hit you, hurt you
Show you I would never desert you
Peel me, reveal me
Anything to see the real me

Hypnotized by the deadly dance
We're watching our warriors take their stance
Armour clad with swords and shields
Spill our blood on familiar fields
And time becomes a choking vine
I'm needing much more strength than mine
As if some light might part the clouds
Raise the dead and cleanse the ground
And in eternity it's done
The battle without bloodshed won

I wanna hold you...

So little time for uncertain words
These lesser dreams in screams are heard
Plunge from the edge of the enfolding chasm
Touch the wedge that holds the schism
Tryna hold these threads together
Fray the fabric, tear the tether

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from The Real Me (album), released July 1, 2017

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