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Teksty: Good Charlotte. Overcome.

I was raised to believe what I see
So I pray to God
Give me strength, help me breathe
When they suck life from me
Something's wrong

Anything wrong with me
I don't see
Anything wrong with me
So I write and I pray
And I live day to day
And I wait for the Son
And I love everyone
Still they find something wrong

Anything wrong with me
I don't see
Anything wrong with me

You can't hide what's inside, what's inside...
You can't hide what's inside, what's inside...

You can't hide what's inside when you die...
You can't hide, what's inside/when you die/you will die...

Break me
Break me down


You can't hide what's inside, what's inside...
You can't hide what's inside, what's inside...
You can't hide what's inside when you die...
You can't hide, what's inside/when you die/you will die...
You will die...
You will die...
You will die...