We spend all our time waiting.. for that second chance.
For a break that would make it okay.
There's always that one reason.. to not feel good enough.
And it's hard at the end of the day..
I need some distraction, beautiful release.
My memory seeps from my veins.
Let me be empty and weightless tonight
and maybe i'll find some peace.
In the arms of an angel, we fly away from here.
From this dark and cold hotel room.. far away from here.
Away from the endlessness that you fear.
You were pulled from the wreckade of your silent reverie.
Your in the arms of an angel.. may you find your comfort here.
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Love that text.