"We're All The Same On The Inside" lyrics

"We're All The Same On The Inside"

Stand up
Like a big machine, step up
Into this house of mirrors, fight up
That's where your problems lie
My rust
Mistakes amplified

I got a pocket of angels
But a headful of sorrows

We're all the same on the inside
I wanna be on your good side

Don't stand on my blind side
Don't stand on my blind side

Breathe in
Like a brand-new day, begin
Finding your say, my sins
And my humanity, my bins
Filled with my sanity

I got a pocket of angels
But a headful of sorrows

We're all the same on the inside
I wanna be on your good side
Oh
I got your name hardwired
I wanted to say that you are fire

Don't stand on my blind side
Don't stand on my blind side

I, I am not my mind
Left it all behind
In a room full of strangers
I, I am not my mind
I tried to make it right
In a room full of dangers

And we're all the same on the inside
I wanna be on your good side
Oh
I got your name hardwired
I wanted to say that you are fire

Don't stand on my blind side
Don't stand on my blind side


Writer(s): Erik Ron, Gavin McGregor Rossdale
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