feel an angel steal me from the Greedy jaws of death and chance, and pull me in with steady hands They've given me a second chance, the artist in the ambulance
: The air my lungs first loved carves craters from my eyes they said "breathe deeply son or be the next to die" Beneath the falling night and heaven
: They are sick, they are poor And they die by the thousands and we look away They are wolves at the door They are not going to move us or get in our
: Your eyes, followed me here. Your eyes, seamless and sure. They leave me broken and, in need of a cure. Your eyes, followed me here. Your eyes
: They preach to the choir, always in the permanent daylight they toss paper tigers from their perfect porcelain skylines, shatterproof spires listen
: I sit here clutching useless lists and keys for doors that don't exist i crack my teeth on pearls i tear into the history just show me what it means
: Here's your new drug shoot it in the left eye feel it on the right side no it's not love though it sets up shop behind your ribcage building blood
: The blue light spills like oceans we smile and let it in it cures us of our questions like hoods on peregrine knowledge locked in a tower barons will
: Wake up everyone! It's not too late to save the remnants of our hearts, so stop giving up our last shot at love, our only chance to find the meaning
feel an angel steal me from the greedy jaws of death and chance, and pull me in with steady hands they've given me a second chance, the artist in the ambulance
: Call everyone to arms we'll fill the heavens with the poisoned dreams of man call everyone to arms we forged these weapons with the strength of our
: I've waited for this moment All my life and more And now i see so clearly What i could not see before. The time is now or never This chance won't come
: One day the dreamers died within us when all our answers never came we hid the truth beneath our skin but our shadows never looked the same a
: Paint the target we don't need no evidence flood the market we do it all in self defense you're a smart kid never work without your gloves if you're
The air my lungs first loved Carves craters from my eyes They said, "Breathe deeply son Or be the next to die" Beneath the falling night And heaven's
One day the dreamers died within us When all our answers never came We hid the truth beneath our skin but Our shadows never looked the same A ghost is
Here's your new drug Shoot it in the left eye Feel it on the right side No, it's not love It sets up shop behind your ribcage Building blood clots and
They are sick, they are poor And they die by the thousands and we look away They are wolves at the door And their not gonna move us, or get in our way