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Spend all your time waiting for that second chance,

for the break that will make it ok.

There's always some reason to feel not good enough.

And it's 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


I'll find some peace tonight.

So tired of the straight line,

and everywhere you turn,

there's vultures and thieves at your back.

The storm keeps on twisting.

You keep on building the lies,

that make up for all you lack.

It don't make no difference.

Escape one last time.

It's easier to believe

in this sweet madness.

Oh, this glorious sadness

that brings me to my knees.

In the arms of the Angel fly away from here,

from this dark, the cold, and the endlessness that you fear.

You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie.

You're in the arms of the Angel.

May you find some comfort here.