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...angels...

i dont like it here
i just wanna see if gods real
i find my blade. i find my vein.
the cuts begin taking away my pain

as i lay here waiting to die
the angels begin singing me a lullaby
their voices high and strong
taking me from a world i dont belong in

my body is growing cold
the angels stop their song
telling me heaven is not where i belong

the angels dropped me because of my blade
the angels dropped me because i dont believe

as i lay here waiting to die
the angels begin singing me a lullaby
their voices high and strong
taking me from a world i dont belong in

blood flows out of my wrists
dripping from my fingertips
i cant focus, the light is growing dim
its to late now and its all because of him
its all because of him...
the one who broke my heart
the one who tore me apart.....

oh the angels dropped me because of my blade
the angels dropped me because i dont believe

i am gone now
i will no longer feel misery
i am finally free





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