Wake up, wake up! Grab the brush and put a little makeup, Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup. Why'd you leave the keys upon the table? Here you go, create another fable.
I don't think you trust in my Self-righteous suicide, I cry when angels deserve to die.
Father, into your hands I commit my spirit!
Why have you forsaken me In your eyes? Forsaken me In your thoughts, In your heart?
Trust in my self-righteous suicide, I cry when angels deserve to die!