Табулатура в формате Guitar Pro , содержащая следующие дорожки:
Mark Tremonti
Overdriven Guitar
Percussion
Drums
pinch
Distortion Guitar
bass
Acoustic Bass
Leads
Overdriven Guitar
Текст
Find The Real Stuck in the middle, I burrow inside, back to the cradle. Away from the burdens of all my crimes, before it's fatal. My past has found me, the truth's come out, all is remembered. With no place to fall, but staight down, I must surrender. Well it seems I've finally thought of everything, I wanna love, I wanna feel, find peace, find the real. There's a face I put on all my life, the face of an angel. But I look in the mirror only to find, the face of a stranger. And with all I've taken I hunger for more, cause I'm selfish. And all I'm left with is a crown of thornes, and I'm helpless. Well it seems I've finally thought of everything, I wanna love, I wanna feel, find peace, find the real. I'll trade these lives for something right. I will kill what hurts with soemthign pure. I will be redemed so I can breathe again. *instrumental* Well it seems I've finally thought of everything, I wanna love, I wanna feel, find peace, find the real. Well it seems I've finally thought of everything, I wanna love, I wanna feel, find peace, find the real.