Void

Riding down the streets of envy, looking for some recognition / That would make me really happy / If they desired my position.

Prom-time princess, beauty queen; see all the admiring faces / Chasing after blind ambition, they don't see the King of Heaven's graces.

Chorus:

Cause what I want is you; what I need is truth / Will someone tell me that for a change? / Nothing ever holds in a world lukewarm / so come and fill the empty space inside of me

Wish upon a falling star / and dream of your perfection / It fades away held up against your failures / and dying self-opinion.

Chorus:

Beauty's on the late night TV / showing off the next big thing / Turn it off -I'm lost / I forgot who I was / Jesus, won't you tell me I'm worth something?

Chorus: Repeat twice

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