| Angel..... February 27, 2001 I'll never amount to anything I know it I knew it from the start take your hate force it all on me such a strong power I can't overcome knife begs longs, looks so empty we both need something more nothing left for me here so I stab my heart and hit the floor an angel picks me up and flies me to their home he shows me all the goodness that there is to come all the shining pureness is within my reach eternally happy, whole is all I'm left to be I find myself on the floor again contemplating what to do I forgot what I love the most but then who walks in, but you. |