Angels Don't Fly My Way

(A muffled, lo-fi piano melody begins. The sound of rain starts to fade in.)

I don't need no hand to hold,

I’m all alone and the air is cold.

I got the drugs sitting on the shelf,

Now I’m praying to hell to save myself.

’Cause God don't ever do a thing,

It’s rough to admit the pain it brings.

I gave my time, I took the risk,

Broke my spine and I lost the gist.

The only color left is grey,

Like it or not, yeah, it’s okay.

Angels don't fly out my way,

But I’ll be fine... I’ll be fine.

Met the devil, made a deal with him,

Traded my life for a couple pills and a whim.

Set the revival, chasing the thrill,

Just to find out that I’ll never feel.

Now the bright blue sky is turning black,

I’m on a one-way road and I can’t go back.

Can’t find no peace, can’t see no stars,

The fact you’re gone and you’re way too far...

Got me falling down stairs and locking the door,

I can't take the weight of the world no more.

The only color left is grey,

Like it or not, yeah, it’s okay.

Angels don't fly out my way,

But I’ll be fine... I’ll be fine.

(Heavy, distorted vocals)

Why am I broken?

I think I’m missing a part.

Why am I broken?

Drowning in this ocean of thoughts.

Is there a leak in my head?

Is there a ghost in my bed?

I’m just a hollow frame,

With a number, not a name.

(Slow, fading heartbeat kick drum)

Just grey...

Like it or not...

I’ll be fine.

(Whispered)

I’ll be fine.