Falling head over heels for burden and a bright light.
A high cost of playing god I guess.
Please, tell me how to survive in this.
The unforgiving role of seeing too much.
Under the dead wake of morning.
Finding solace in a diseased heart and finding love in acts of desperation.
You're no angel my friend, you're no angel.
and there you are with a blessing from below.
One drop for every callous ending and one drop for every ungranted wish.
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