Finder Lyrics - People With Bodies

Optimism / pessimism fighting in my head. 

Are things good or are they bad, 

how soon will I be dead? 

Wallowing and make-believing carry me along. 

How do I undo this tangle, how do I move on? 

Find the love inside yourself 

Find the love inside your hell 

Find the love inside your shell 

Find the love inside yourself 

(Try, and I try to find) 

Holy visions / profane dreams are fighting in my bed. 

So obsessed with finding meaning, enjoy myself instead. 

Wake up to a restless nation tied up with the hate. 

Praying for annihilation, I won't take the bait. 

Find the love inside yourself 

Find the love inside your hell 

Find the love inside your shell 

Find the love inside yourself 

(Try, and I try to find)