In the past twenty four I realized
you'll fall pitifully hard before you fly
Thought I felt the pain taking away every bit of my inner being
looked in the mirror & caught a glimpse of my wings
I wont take counsel from fallen angels
who've made a home in the ground
they'd hate to see my fly higher than where they've been
and when the joy ride is over, they wont want me around
I wont take counsel from fallen angels
who no longer know who they are now