They say that I should know the taste of my own blood And that night the metal never left my red solo cup Fill me up then spit me out And I know I'm nothing but a drag to this party So I grab my things and I just try to leave But, blurred out faces are begging me to stay They tell me, "come out and play"
They say that your angel comes to you When you're in your sleep And mine had piercing eyes So wide and so alive He told me there was so much left that I I needed to see And a beaming white heat took over my body And it was time to fly And I've never been so high
I woke up in the morning With my head between my knees I woke up in the morning With my heart at my feet I woke up crying because the only thing I needed Was my angel My angel My angel To come back to lifeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
