lunes, 7 de octubre de 2013

spend all your time witing for that second chance
for the break that will make it okay
there s always some reason to feel not good enough
and it s hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction oh beautiful release
memories seep from my veins
Let me be empty weightles and maybe
i ll 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 rackage 
of your silent reverie
you re in the arms of the angel
may you find some confort here

so tired of the straight line

and everywhere you turn
there s vulturees and thieves at your back
the storm keeps on twisting 
you keep on bulding the lies
that you ll make up for all that 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 brigns me to my knees

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 rackage 
of your silent reverie
you re in the arms of the angel
may you find some confort here
you re in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here