I walk these streets alone, shadows hide my face My sins are etched in stone, never to erase My fears unshakeable, if I could believe I"d trade these wings of gold, for what I really need I fought the fires of love, burned them to my soul Scarred from the flames of hope, my mask is made of stone I"m not invincible, but I want to believe That you"re convinceable, I pray that you will be Take the word and pass it on, I"m tired of preaching Take the angel from the thorns, untie the wings of gold Until I"m in the right of way All my words are spoken, all my words are spoken All my words are spoken In a stolen prayer I dreamed of different times, and tried to find my way Ooooh all the darkest lies, cloud my world today I"m not unbreakable, although I might pretend It"s not unthinkable that I could feel again Take the word and pass it on, I"m tired of preaching. Take the angel from the thorns, Untie these golden wings Until I"m in the right of way All my words are spoken All my words are spoken All my words are spoken In a stolen prayer You steal another minute from my life You cut a little deeper with yo 114b ur knife You steal a little breath from my air
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