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hear the footsteps crawling by,
watching myself slowly die,
sharp pains impaling through my heart,
slowly tearing me apart...

one minute your an angel fallen from grace,
next, the fears that i hate,
pick me up from the gutter with a gentle kiss,
then rip from my heart to show me, how black it is!

you...
yeah you'll go,
it feels so cold,
yet i won’t turn back,
i’ll die alone.

i hear the footsteps walking by,
watching myself slowly die,
sharp pains impaling through my heart,
slowly tearing me apart...

when you appear, as an angel,
knocking me down, looking my way,
could you ever kill the pain in my heart?
even though they say angels don’t kill.

you...
yeah you'll go,
it feels so cold,
yet i won’t turn back,
i’ll die alone.
you...
yeah you'll go,
it feels so cold,
yet i won’t turn back,
i’ll die alone.