[Lyric] Angels (From Early)

Haven’t touched on it before
Thought I could fake being stable
The blood got too much to ignore
The cut I hid well turned out fatal

I haven’t felt in a long time
Living is purgatorial
Four years and counting of flatline
I take it out on the angels

There’s no best time for emotion
No schedule on when best to smile
Here I am, spilling myself out
So my heart has nothing to feel

I haven’t felt in a long time
Living is purgatorial
Four years and counting of flatline
And I take it out on the angels
Is it my fault I’m alone now?
My skin hesitates to feel
God takes his sweet time to speak out
I take it out on the angels
Just like a habit
Burn what makes me happy
I’ll smile when I suffocate
Just like a habit
Once I think I have it
I lock it away to decay

I haven’t felt in a long time
Living is purgatorial
Four years and counting of flatline
And I take it out on the angels
You were the stablest part of me
But were you imagined or real?
Hate myself more than I ever have
I take it out on the angels
I take it out on the angels

I put my feelings to song
So they can’t touch me in the real world
Here I am, spilling myself out
So my heart has nothing to feel