Song | All Of My Angels |
Artist | Machinae Supremacy |
Album | Rise Of A Digital Nation |
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This bleak and unbearable world | |
has left me cold and wanting | |
I need someone to make me feel. Real. Now! | |
Submerged and trapped beneath the ice, | |
without your light, without your eyes | |
I keep looking to find myself in me again | |
Alive in spite of it all | |
one with her | |
Once I aim for the win | |
I’ll find a way | |
All of my angels are right here with me | |
Hold me as I ache from the things I have seen | |
I have all my angels and I am not alone | |
Wake me if I turn to stone | |
But I will not go quietly | |
it’s not my time | |
‘s not meant to be | |
What can I do to make you hear. Me. Now?! | |
Alive in spite of it all | |
one with her | |
Once I aim for the win | |
I’ll find a way | |
All of my angels are right here with me | |
Hold me as I ache from the things I have seen | |
I have all my angels and I am not alone | |
Wake me if I turn to stone | |
I touch the white upon the window sill | |
The cracks are spidering across the glass | |
No one will see me if I hold perfectly still | |
This sense of hopelessness will surely pass | |
For reasons I have yet to understand | |
I know the world in ways I can’t explain | |
What I can see, it’s like the ocean next to land | |
It all seems futile and in vain. | |
Submerged and trapped beneath the ice, | |
without your light, without your eyes. | |
I keep looking to find myself in me again. | |
Alive in spite of it all | |
one with her | |
Once I aim for the win | |
I’ll find a way | |
All of my angels are right here with me | |
Hold me as I ache from the things I have seen | |
I have all my angels and I am not alone | |
Wake me if I turn to stone. | |
All of my angels are right here with me | |
Hold me as I ache from the things I have seen | |
I have all my angels and I am not alone | |
Wake me if I turn to stone. |
This bleak and unbearable world | |
has left me cold and wanting | |
I need someone to make me feel. Real. Now! | |
Submerged and trapped beneath the ice, | |
without your light, without your eyes | |
I keep looking to find myself in me again | |
Alive in spite of it all | |
one with her | |
Once I aim for the win | |
I' ll find a way | |
All of my angels are right here with me | |
Hold me as I ache from the things I have seen | |
I have all my angels and I am not alone | |
Wake me if I turn to stone | |
But I will not go quietly | |
it' s not my time | |
' s not meant to be | |
What can I do to make you hear. Me. Now?! | |
Alive in spite of it all | |
one with her | |
Once I aim for the win | |
I' ll find a way | |
All of my angels are right here with me | |
Hold me as I ache from the things I have seen | |
I have all my angels and I am not alone | |
Wake me if I turn to stone | |
I touch the white upon the window sill | |
The cracks are spidering across the glass | |
No one will see me if I hold perfectly still | |
This sense of hopelessness will surely pass | |
For reasons I have yet to understand | |
I know the world in ways I can' t explain | |
What I can see, it' s like the ocean next to land | |
It all seems futile and in vain. | |
Submerged and trapped beneath the ice, | |
without your light, without your eyes. | |
I keep looking to find myself in me again. | |
Alive in spite of it all | |
one with her | |
Once I aim for the win | |
I' ll find a way | |
All of my angels are right here with me | |
Hold me as I ache from the things I have seen | |
I have all my angels and I am not alone | |
Wake me if I turn to stone. | |
All of my angels are right here with me | |
Hold me as I ache from the things I have seen | |
I have all my angels and I am not alone | |
Wake me if I turn to stone. |
This bleak and unbearable world | |
has left me cold and wanting | |
I need someone to make me feel. Real. Now! | |
Submerged and trapped beneath the ice, | |
without your light, without your eyes | |
I keep looking to find myself in me again | |
Alive in spite of it all | |
one with her | |
Once I aim for the win | |
I' ll find a way | |
All of my angels are right here with me | |
Hold me as I ache from the things I have seen | |
I have all my angels and I am not alone | |
Wake me if I turn to stone | |
But I will not go quietly | |
it' s not my time | |
' s not meant to be | |
What can I do to make you hear. Me. Now?! | |
Alive in spite of it all | |
one with her | |
Once I aim for the win | |
I' ll find a way | |
All of my angels are right here with me | |
Hold me as I ache from the things I have seen | |
I have all my angels and I am not alone | |
Wake me if I turn to stone | |
I touch the white upon the window sill | |
The cracks are spidering across the glass | |
No one will see me if I hold perfectly still | |
This sense of hopelessness will surely pass | |
For reasons I have yet to understand | |
I know the world in ways I can' t explain | |
What I can see, it' s like the ocean next to land | |
It all seems futile and in vain. | |
Submerged and trapped beneath the ice, | |
without your light, without your eyes. | |
I keep looking to find myself in me again. | |
Alive in spite of it all | |
one with her | |
Once I aim for the win | |
I' ll find a way | |
All of my angels are right here with me | |
Hold me as I ache from the things I have seen | |
I have all my angels and I am not alone | |
Wake me if I turn to stone. | |
All of my angels are right here with me | |
Hold me as I ache from the things I have seen | |
I have all my angels and I am not alone | |
Wake me if I turn to stone. |