I’ll pull
you up from that gravity well
Watered with
blood and sweat and tears
‘Cause I
want to sew your broken wings
Ever wary of
your chameleon’s sting
What’s more
ironic than knowing of
A chameleon
who’s afraid of change?
I’ll pull
you down with me I swear
And I’ve got
the scars to prove it all
I’ll make
you wary of the lightning
Caring only
for the flash and the din
When it’s
over we will sit and tremble
Knowing that
the angels did indeed fall
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