Meg & Dia - American Spirit

I won't stop searching till I find it 
Lost like memories when I was a kid 
Is it in crystals or a sound bath 
Or the things I dreamt up but I never did 
I've looked all over, seeing double 
Do I need a single eye  
I need a mail order guru like those mail order brides 
They say It's all in meditation 
But when I sit still, I'm afraid what I'll find 
 
Am I gonna get better 
Did I drink the Kool-Aid 
Am I looking in all the wrong places 
Is my body just space 
 
I got that American Spirit  
It's searching for what I can't find 
I'm looking in holy rivers 
I pray that she'll show me a sign  
If I let go of holding tightly 
Will I see Jesus in a stranger tonight? 
The devil hides in Coca Cola 
But if I'm high will I be more qualified? 
Cause in my Elvis Presley record I found the light 
And my books say I'm a bad ass for just $12.99 
Maybe I'll trace it to my family 
But maybe some things, should be buried alive  
 
I'm giving up 
I surrender to you 
I'm giving up  
I surrender to you 

Written by:
DIA FRAMPTON, MEG FRAMPTON, SETH HAMILTON JONES

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