Spend all your time waiting for that second chance
For the break that will make it OK
Theres always some reason to feel not good enough
And its hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction or a beautiful release
Memories seep from my veins
Let me be empty and weightless and maybe Ill find some peace tonight
In the arms of the Angel far away from here. From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear. You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie. Youre in the arms of the Angel; may you find some comfort here.
So tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn
Theres vultures and thieves at your back
The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies
That you make up for all that you lack
It dont make no difference, escaping one last time
Its easier to believe, in this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness, that brings me to my knees
In the arms of an ANGEL!
Is this what we do...wait for our second chance.
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