Lyrics

I’ve got me an angel
She’s my favorite of things
But she keeps me humble
So I step on her wings

Butterflies and suicides
We lay them all to rest
A tourniquet of shit and spit
will stop this bloody mess

Swallowed pride, a broken bride
who sheds her frail skin
A lie for lie
A tooth for eye
these scars are paper thin

Wake me from the fucking dream, now

I’ve got me an angel
She’s my favorite of things
But she keeps me humble
So I step on her wings