i am a killer with good intentions, angel
you saw as your wings held back the nightmares
you fell from heaven as i crawled from hell
but against all odds, you're the one who cares

sometimes angels miss heaven and safety
but i will make this place your second home
even if you've been feeling lost lately
i promise you will never feel alone

if i **** you one day please forgive me
the poison runs black through my veins on some days
i can control it if it's you i see
but sometimes i can't see past the mad daze

but when my eyes open, i see what i've done
that's when the real godly war has begun.

In the blackness of the darkest hour
I felt his arms tight around my waist
Loosening as they drew nearer towards by stretched
Naked, fevered neck
His stars all bolted my nerves to the bottom of my feet
Stuck like pink bubble gum, melty and stringy
Like 97 degrees
His sweet breath grazed by cooled, burning cheeks
His touch reminded be of swimming under the moon of
The darkest hour
Freely
Wildly
I drink in his laughter
It trembles the pads of my fingers
Shattering my vision all over again
I wait for him on the loneliest nights, when
Rusted wheels of cargo trains roll in, tight and full of history
The neighborhoods won't quit, even when the day does
He's always there
Nonchalantly kicked up against some shiny car, titled to another
He's wearing his darkest jeans and his James Dean smirk today
I slurp it up
Soak it in like he belongs to me
Like I belong to him

I breathe and taste
the colours of heaven and earth
on your skin.
I kiss away
the traces of liquor and regret
on your lips.
I fall in love
with the way you allow me
to wrap myself
around your heart.
I spread my wings
around your body
as it curls against mine.
You call my broken wings
majestic.
I fall in love
with the way you move
against me.
I breathe and taste
the colours of heaven and earth
on your soul.

so there's this boy
he wears plaid, is kind of cute, i guess?
i raised him straight from the worst
and still, he hates himself everyday
why can't it stop?

so there's this angel
he wears a trench coat, is really cute, i guess?
he raised me straight from hell
and i don't know why, but i hate myself everyday
why did it start?

so there's this boy
and i try to keep him happy
but it seems like he's going back to hell again
how does it stop?

so there's this angel
and he tries to keep me happy
but i feel like i'm going back to hell again
how does it stop?

so there's this boy
and he hasn't come home
maybe he was drunk?
was he still out on his hunt?

so there's this angel
and i feel horrible to leave him
did he think i was out drinking?
or did he think i was still on my hunt?

so there's this boy
and he hasn't been home in a few days
did he leave?
usually things are supposed to end with goodbyes

so there's this angel
and i watch over him everyday
i feel bad for leaving
it's kind of ironic, watching after your guardian angel

I can see the strength in your eyes is getting weak.
Trying to keep alive is becoming quite the feat.
You have so much weight placed on your shoulders.
Forced to grow up a little older.
Left your childhood behind too soon.
There was nothing left for you to do.

Just hold on.
The sun is soon rising.
A new day has come.
Breathe deep and carry on.

The sweet innocence that once burned so bright,
Is gone with all of its light.
That burden you carry around,
Will someday bring you down.
If only you would take my help.

Just hold on.
The sun is soon rising.
A new day has come.
Breathe deep and carry on.
 

You don’t have to go in alone.
You can always come home.
I will be here when you call.
I will catch you when you fall.

Just hold on.
The sun is soon rising.
A new day has come.
Breathe deep and carry on.

I know that trust doesn’t come to you easy.
And asking for help makes you uneasy.
But that façade you keep,
The one that leaves everyone out of reach,
Is what will bring you to your knees.
If only you could be free.

Just hold on.
The sun is soon rising.
A new has come.
Breathe deep and carry on.

I am the lust of the softest touch
or the rushing lush when your hair gets brushed.

I am the fear in the darkest nights
Within the long alley roads and eerie street lights.

I am the cringe when your lover cheats
with crippling thoughts beneath the sheets.

I am the excitement of the thief's retreat
or the killer as he ends a thumping heart beat.

I am the feeling of guilt in your shame
as you're being confronted and you know you're to blame.

I am the bliss of your very first kiss
when you're feeling so nervous you'll probably miss.

I am the crawling underneath your skin
as a loud thud slams on your door to get in.

I am the desire of your secret fantasies
the ones which you have in your wildest dreams.

I am the chill when they whisper in your ear
as they pull you in tight, it makes the goose flesh appear.