| Angels come to earn their wings
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| Shield me from the pain I hold so tight
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| They seem so invisible
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| The blind can’t read without their light
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| And then the darkness came
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| And cluttered up my kindness game
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| Well everyone said, Keep a smile
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| And sweep your hurt beneath the tile and bow to me
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| Yeah
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| Clipped of wings and forced to fly
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| All my trust naive weighs me down, down
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| Like a child deflected sight
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| Deaf ears can’t hear the killing sounds
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| Robbed of all my sanity the norm was mediocrity
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| And wise men fell from pedestals
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| The weak made goblets from their skulls
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| And came for me
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| Now, before I go, I’ll let you know a secret
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| Then maybe you will understand
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| Staring deep into your soul
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| A thought could make the torture go
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| But it seems love never can
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| Free, roll out to the sea
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| Martyr out of me as I sail crucified
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| Bleed, taking of my seed
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| Kiss me, turn and leave and then I have to die, goodbye
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| I lost my faith so long ago
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| The worthy come, the worthy go to sleep
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| Resting far beyond the lies they keep
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| On my tongue a thousand tears
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| A burning hate that reappears in me
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| Yeah
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| So now you turn to me, my friend
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| To try to make me heed my own words
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| It doesn’t work that way
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| It comes my time, reach ladders I can’t climb
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| I’ll take another way
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| Free, roll out to the sea
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| Martyr out of me as I sail crucified
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| Bleed, taking of my seed
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| Kiss me, turn and leave and then I have to die, goodbye
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| Yeah, oh
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| Angels come to earn their wings
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| Where were they when I thought I could fly?
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| But they remain invisible
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| Wonder why we lose our will to fight
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| Still now the darkness comes
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| We close the shades, avoid being numb
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| But through the cracks beneath the door
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| It finds a way, become its whore
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| So lay with me, away with me
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| Free, roll out to the sea
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| Martyr out of me as I sail crucified
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| Bleed, taking of my seed
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| Kiss me, turn and leave and then I have to die, goodbye
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| Free, roll out to the sea
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| Martyr out of me as I sail crucified
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| Bleed, taking of my seed
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| Kiss me, turn and leave and then I have to die, goodbye |