[Mac Lethal]For every hole I've punched in the wall
Every piece paper crumbled as we've suffer in the bloodiest fall
For every pulsating ego blistered into moon ripe nosebleeds
I nurse these festering wounds and drop rose seeds
To grow an orchid garden
Now the pains on your portrait hardens with a face that resorts to jargon
Scribbled like a suicide note
Like I'll stop
I show the beauty by a profile
Shock, freeze, don't fret for the truth
Cause I'll pray till I heard footsteps on the roof
I swear to god I don't believe in angels
Ask me, atheist, ashy
Where's the wings in this relationship
Passions has passed me, cast another spell
Mortified, melancholy, Madness to Michelle
Suicide Sarah, illiterate your fate, worship the absence, and demonstrate my faith
[Sadistik]
Face in the mirror on my bathroom door
I saw her dance in rain in the summer downpour
[Mac Lethal]
I saw her dance till the rain put the fire out
Burned at the steak, Joan of Arc little anxious saint
I illustrate the gates of hell into my notebook her flesh burns up in the furnace
Ashes to Ashley
Urns to something urnest
I slit my wrist and curse with an ink pen
Write a revelation, burn a stack of bibles, question my faith, get my churlish ass to smile
Find another suttel piece of confidence to muster
Her ministry echoes in this mind Olympic structure
Cremate the dieing Christmas trees
The winter is full of bitter, ashy, black blizzards
And when the superstition delivered
And it came down the chimney they found her in the fire place with me
Ashes to Ashley
It's not going out its still half dead, how many angels can you fit on a match head
Count them
Try start a fire
Do it
Turn the volume down or write a song to her movement
The fire's only half dead, how many angels can you fit on a match head
Count them
Try start a fire
Do it
Turn the volume down or write a song to her movement (x2)
I'm feeling like I'm half dead, how many angels can you fit on a match head
Count them
Try start a fire
Do it
Turn the volume down and watch her move
[Sadistik]
We walked a broken path while the sun was bleak
And we were holding hands on these rusted swings
That a call us sam a
Love would sink un disease and we would drown underneath
When you were squinting to catch my lip speech
To try to catch tress to catch what it means
And you found what would grow between us
So I thought about you while I wrote the phoenix
And now my spine shivers
From the notes that you speak, a perfect pitch, melody and the emotions you seek
That I'm composing in dreams so you see that I love you
And I'll hold your broken dreams till I'm bleeding in puddles
She breaks bones and breaks pomes and rates on hex
Pants those that paid those that paint the Rolex
Rain flows became hopes of rainbow let
Angels with halos and saints slow bless
Death to this world now isn't enough
Now that I found you
I wanna hide you from the company that misery loves
And so I draw blood with few strokes
And our love is true close so you can draw attention with the pen that you hold
Reveal your energy; you will just get to keep
The radioactive I can feel your chemistry, weak gave c-waves and freebase off replays; the relates are clichés to see fate would be grace
I find peace and I'll dance on nice sheets
To paint the silhouettes and tears the sky's weep
We'll burn bridges to find warmth from life's storms
To cross roads at the point where lives meet
I'll show you memories that hate to reveal
If you just feel what I say
Then I could say what I feel
And I finally learned what it takes to confess
We'll take you to place filled with grace and sunsets
