Cm G# F G# Cm G# F G#
Cm G# F G# Cm
angel cried last night; it was something in her dreams,
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carving pictures on her bedroom wall, she wonders what it means,
G# F G# Fm
but gets by inside by saying it's not real,
G# F G# Fm G#
there's no reason to confuse myself no matter what it seems.
Cm G# F G# Cm
angel lied last night to amputate her fears,
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with no question she exhumes herself from possibilities.
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close your eyes it's fine by saying it's not real,
G# F G# Fm G#
there's no reason to forgive myself no matter what it seems.
Fm G# Fm G#
and if i could grow some wings i'd fly away home...
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