Burning down all my angels I'm breaking up that whole idea There's no magic I'm breaking up that whole idea
I'm so miserable, and my guarding force unsuitable to protect me through the day I'm not free at all, and the vultures wait for me to fall, use my agony as prey unpredictable, on the verge of trying to to kill us all, and then leave without a trace
Rain's washing the pavement making room for something real There's no danger I'm making up the whole idea
I'm so miserable, and my guarding force unsuitable to protect me through the day I'm not free at all, and the vultures wait for me to fall, use my melody as pray unpredictable, on the verge of trying to to kill us all, and then leave without a traceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.