Angels of Broken Things

Sheets of spotless white

Voices fading out

Thoughts are growing dim

As my longest night begins

A dry taste of morphine

Fluorescent lights all gleam

I'm stuck beneath my mind

This isn't my night

Fallen angels

Spread your wings

Take me from this

World of broken things

Fallen angels

Let your wings take me

From this bed of thoughts and dreams

Even sleep is full of broken things

I'm settling the score

I have been here before

Then I was in that door

Just cursing the

Fallen angels

Spread your wings

Fly me across the

Seas of burning things

Pills and needles

Tears and stings

Fallen angels

Save me

From these things

Give me black

Put nothing in my dreams