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Talk To Angels
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I am the last step you'll take
I'm awake
I am the mourning son at a wake
Cold, fragile and old
nowhere to go
I am everything that makes me unhappy
I am left broken, unrepaired
Your lights, they promise they'll guide me
And if there's god, is this heaven or hell?
Begin a new pour yourself a glass
Take these pills, wake up last
Stare at the ground, reflect on life
Wonder why this world's gone dry
Waste away, corrode my bones
What's in his mirror's getting old
Choke out my fumes, burn out my lungs
No need to worry, won't last long
This is the place I'll explode
I'll take you all in with my hold
I feel skin coming clean
I feel it bursting at the seams
- Álbum:
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- This Broken Home