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I was waiting for a miracleWaiting high and lowI was reaching for illogical faithReaching for an instant fix for panI was praying for a messiah to loveI was praying to the gods aboveAs I wondered where the real things beenThere you are, your faceOn the cover of a magazineWho needs biblical integrity?Now I have a version of who I would like to beBetween your pages I think I love you, between your linesI really think I know you tooI check my mirror, and hate what I seeThe face, the person, looking back at meBecause it never will be Your face, on the cover of a magazineDo I want fame? An instant fix for a pain? It's warped and utopian, a make believe arcadianIf its biblical integrity oo celebrity dependenceHow could I not see what I was looking for was inside of me alreadyBefore I look for a messiah to loveI need to start with myself firstLetras de cancionesI close your pages nowOn the shelf I lay you back downThis is the farewell scene Whoever you areGoodbye, to your faceOn the cover of a magazine From Letras Mania