Tytuł: Angels Of The Silences

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Well I guess you left me with some feathers in my hand
  Did it make it any easier to leave me where I stand?
  I guess there might not be too many who would stand beside you now
  Where'd you come from? Where am I going?
  Why'd you leave me 'till I'm only good for...
  
  Waiting for you
  All my sins...
  I said that I would pay for them if I could come back to you
  All my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreaming
  
  Every night these silhouettes appear above my head
  Little angels of the silences that climb into my bed and whisper
  Every time I fall asleep Every time I dream
  "Did you come? Would you lie?
  Why'd you leave us 'till we're only good for...
  
  Waiting for you"
  All my sins...
  I said that I would pay for them if I could come back to you
  All my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreaming
  
  I dream of Michelangelo when I'm lying in my bed
  Little angels hang above my head and read me like an open book
  Suck my blood, break my nerve offer me their arms
  Well, I will not be an enemy of anything
  I'll only stand here
  
  Waiting for you
  All my sins...
  I said that I would pay for them if I could come back to you
  All my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreaming