| You spend all your time waiting for that second chance
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| For the break that will make it ok
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| There’s always some reason
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| To feel not good enough
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| And it’s hard at the end of the day
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| I need some distraction
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| Oh, beautiful release
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| Memories seep from my veins
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| Let me be empty, oh and weightless and maybe
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| I’ll find some peace tonight
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| In the arms of the angel
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| Far away from here
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| From this dark, cold hotel room
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| And the endlessness that you fear
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| You are pulled from the wreckage
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| Of your silent reverie
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| You’re in the arms of the angel
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| May you find some comfort here
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| So tired of the street life
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| And everywhere you turn
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| There’s vulture and thieves at your back
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| The storm keeps on twisting
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| Keep on building the lies
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| That you make up for all that you lack
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| It don’t make no difference
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| Escape one last time
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| So much easier to believe
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| In this sweet madness
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| All the glorious sadness
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| Brings me to my knees
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| In the arms of the angel
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| Far away from here
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| From this dark, cold hotel room
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| And the endlessness that you fear
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| You are pulled from the wreckage
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| Of your silent reverie
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| You’re in the arms of the angel
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| May you find some comfort here
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| You’re in the arms of the angel
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| May you find some comfort here
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| In the arms of the angel |