You will not find
Most of the time
I'm not inclined to make you work for real
Don't say a word
Nothing is heard
Only emotions, let them speak through you
Real real real real
I really like
When you unwind
Sometimes unraveling into quite a mess
Falling apart
But from the heart
Temporary drifting out of reach but nonetheless
Real real real real
(Don't say a word, nothing is heard, only emotions let them speak through you)
Writer(s): Charles Mitchell, Tobin Sprout, James Pollard, Daniel Toohey, Robert Pollard, Kevin Fennell
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