Searching for Some Beautiful

[Intro:] Uh Yeah Emancipator, yeah Now follow me on this one Yo [Verse 1:] My head aches, and feels the blunt vice grips Hanging over my tequila sunrises Confide and write this to de-scribe a love life that's feeling love lifeless I'm the type that'll cherish frozen winters Stare at snowy blizzards and take it to heart Then break it apart, I carry hopes and blisters Cutting heart strings with a pair of broken scissors I'm still trapped in a middle school slow dance Stepping on toes in a mistletoe romance Misanthrope, discomposed who holds hands With grief...Kissing hope with no chance, but me I'm just searching for some beautiful A dream that I can catch And a person who's unusual When I find her, I'll try to face the tide Fight the hurricane, and tidal wave, goodbye [Verse 2:] And I watch all the spectrums of angels Choking to death on the septums and halos Bread crumbs and fables, why change? I hang at the ends of the pay phone With no change or number to reach What blankets the sky I slumber beneath Under the speech, this song's about hope, joy, love and defeat All it takes is a peaceful autumn day For you to be happy and me to call it fate Even after a fucked up childhood, I'm still trying To believe in God and grace I try to get a piece of peace and sit and listen infinitely Holding onto benefits, and isn't it so innocent? We try to find another time and underline the cynical Its pitiful we run and hide and under-mind the innermost When intervals of miserable will find a figure four And force the physical and inner soul to find a bitter form And form another time and place where you can go and be so suitable When all I wanna do is go and search for something beautiful, in me [Outro:] I died once, and I knew it was suitable I died twice, and I sang it like a musical I died again when I thought that the noose would hold Everything I love on the search for some beautiful I died once, and I knew it was suitable I died twice, and I sang it like a musical I died again when I thought that the noose would hold Everything I love on the search for some beautiful I'm just searching for some beautiful Uh Everything I love on the search for some beautiful Yeah Emancipator, uh I died once, and I knew it was suitable I died twice, and I sang it like a musical I died again when I thought that the noose would hold Everything I love on the search for some beautiful