I wanted to think,
That I had moved on...

I hate how you don’t know how I feel
How you think that my life is perfect...

You can feel all alone,
With no one who understands you...

My Little Angel
My little angel, quiet and sweet...

Since when is it right
to pull someone in...

She's forced out into the brutal world,
with only headphones as comfort...

It is the sensation that somehow allows you to...
Allows you to feel as though you could fly forever...

Alone in a room, with walls so tight.
No where to go, all full of fright...

It’s hard to stay alive,
When your life’s crashing down...

It is the sensation that somehow allows me to...
Allows me to feel as though I could fly forever...