Texty: Poison. Native Tongue. Blind Faith.

In a smoky room
Could have been a devil's tomb
90 miles east of LA

Feeling desperate and cold
Barely 19 years old
Searching for the light in the pouring rain

I visualize the cold reality
If I don't try, the answer dies inside of me

Chorus:
Blind faith takes me to the mountains
Blind faith lead me to the sea
Blind faith takes me to a higher ground
Come on, come on, come on, and help me find my way

In a small town school
Caught between the liars and fools
She spent her days thinking about her life

She was full of dreams and doubts
searching for that one way out
Didn't want to spend the rest of her days being a small town wife

She could visualize the life she wants to lead
But deep inside, she didn't have the heart it takes to leave

Chorus

I just got to get myself out of here
We visualize the life we want to lead
But deep inside got to find a reason to believe

Chorus out