I dream of Michelangelo when I'm lying in my bed
Little angels hang above my head and read me like an open book
Suck my blood
Break my nerve
Offer me their arms
Well, I will not be an enemy of anything
I'll only stand here
Waiting for you
All my sins...
I said that I would pay for them if I could come back to you
All my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreaming
I'm gone......
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Great song. And now, every time I hear it, I'll think of you. Not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing...mostly good, I suppose.
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