Your eyes

judge like a jury locked in a trial

No respect for the odd and innocent

Guilty

Now shut the doors and then open fire

Some fail to make the connection

And lose beauty in a mound of rejection

Can’t we understand

that no life is out of our hands?

Suffocation

and the fear of living setting in

So let go

Let go, before he lets go

Patience

is wearing thin and leaving him

So let go

Let go, before he lets go of this life

I wonder what goes on

before he lets go, he says:

"Send an angel

to pull me from the hell below

This weight is far too much to own

And this body doesn’t feel like home

Send an angel I feel I’m dying all alone

So lift me up or let me go

Because this body doesn’t feel like home

No! This body doesn’t feel like home

No!

Love feels far away

The lack of motivation keeps his soul

From bettering his own life

Now he’s

next level with a bottle and a blade

Retreating in his own way

Suffocation

and the fear of living setting in

So let go

Let go, before he lets go

Patience

is wearing thin

and leaving him so let go

Let go, before he lets go of this life

I wonder what goes on

behind those bloodshot eyes

I wonder what goes on

before he lets go, he says:

"Send an angel

to pull me from the hell below

This weight is far too much to own

And this body doesn’t feel like home

Send an angel

I feel I’m dying all alone

So lift me up or let me go

Because this body doesn’t feel like home

Sleep now and

carry on into the black of the night

Sleep now and you’ll be on your way

There’s another one moving

on from the flatline, flatline

Sleep now and

carry on into the black of the night

Sleep now and you’ll be on your way

There’s another one moving

on from the flatline, flatline

Slip into the fray

Slip between the night and day

Sleep now

and carry on into the black of the night

At peace with everything,

but it doesn’t make it right

There’s another one moving

on from the flatline, flatline

Sleep now

and carry on into the black of the night

At peace with everything,

but it doesn’t make it right

There’s another one moving on