My instincts have mislead me What I feel shouldn't be what I think
It's not about how it will me feel better But it's something to look after
There's a lack of color to these spaces Lack of color to fill this emptiness
Lack of color to complete this life Lack of color to see the difference
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I need your guiding light to help me overcome this confusion
(Repeat Chorus}
I've been in endless doubts From all of this frustrations I've been in endless doubts
Guitar 1: Palm mute G(distort)
And know you've been there so look after me, brakes on my face and set me free
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