Lost souls, empty words, broken promises all around me
And I see you there with them
Your whole life trapped inside a broken box
With pitch black burning eyes
Grinding you down into the ground
Never sitting a foot out of place
You broke the high score with having grace
And forgiveness
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I'll be your guardian angel
Come shed your tears in my eyes
Take my wings and fly away
I'll cry for you, I'll bleed for you
Overstepped, crumbled on the ground
Too good to stand up and be proud, not wanted
I wish I could give you my eyes so you can see what I see
You're perfect to me
Don't know what you see, but it's fake
'Cause there's no truth in this
That you're not good enough
CHORUS
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