Does he know all my woes?
He watches from above
In his time a sickly mind
And sick I understand
Took the car and closed the door
Turned on the heat
With a bullet in his hand
Goodbye, baby
All his doubts, fears and clouds
Infect me more with time
And why I chose to never grow
Is mine
Now you know what you could do
Make the angels watch with you
When my time comes
Take the road to you
Just he knows
Strange things grow
To please my tired mind
Now his eyes become my eyes

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